Nicholas
Your fingertips
caress my lips
And heavy breaths
amuse my neck
Our tongues dance
wet and twisted
My hair in your hands
tense and tightfisted
Your arms wrap around me
and you pull me close
Skin on skin
we start to roast
Now hot and sweaty
you push me away
My flesh is burning
is all you can say
We lay apart
though not for long
My hand finds yours
where it belongs
Copyright © Michelle Borland | Year Posted 2016
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