Night
Lust filled night.
Using only candle light.
Gentle touch.
Caring hands.
As of now I have no plans.
Tangled up.
Skin on skin.
Nobody cares if this is sin.
For one night.
And one night only,
I will not be lonely.
Copyright © Anthony Whitacre | Year Posted 2014
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