A Thousand Whispers

wp-1453243449879.jpeg A thousand whispers, extracted from my mouth-

Wholly, my breath slowly drawn from me-

Mine eyes closed, they appear like honey to see-

Catching your deep gaze, as words go south-

What was your name? Please don’t pout-

Wet kisses I remember, the best-

Biting gently on my lower lip, messes-

With my head and makes me swoon, no doubt-

Strong hands did find course to mine-

To clasp and grasp and ever increase-

This rising heart, burning up my torso-

My body blushing like California wine-

In sight there will be no cease-

Wanton desire, growing ever more so.


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