This week, I'm pretending to be a poet. Enjoy!
grazing my collarbone
gently sweeping
secrets keeping
softly whisper
press into me
...deeply
Fingertips...
delicate squeezing
exquisite pleading
voltaic frenzy
the silent demand
be my
...authority
impetuously
breathless.
electricity.....
sealed our fate
Well now! It's kinda warm in here!
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