Green Light

Bit by bit my knees became weak,
It must have been lust or candlelight;
Moonlit curtains shimmer satin sheets,
green lit tasting each other that night;

Held me like it was the first time,
smelled your desire and I broke;
Yelled into your throat as we kissed;
filled it up, you could breathe my smoke.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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