Open the Floodgates
Locked up in stares
Silence is the teacher
Spread in bed
Time should forgive us
You caress my troubles
An invitation to my pleasures
You awaken my senses
Despite my inner seizures
Your thrusts pound on the exterior
Body gestures for improvement
Attentive but less spoken
You deliver to my inner
My sounds, your melody
Your touch, my symphony
Hands where they should be
Lips need not speak
Time has forgiven us
You've unleashed the beast
16 May 2022
Choose-A-Title, Vol 30
sponsored by Edward Ibeh
Copyright © Izintombi Zamambo | Year Posted 2022
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