Mark Anthony Cotterman Poet Free verse

Scent of Us

what is there now my love
after beating hearts dry wet skin
pulsating lips whisper the moon to rise
thighs wilt beneath the satin sun
and we tuck into pillows,
 laced in the scent of us

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Trudy Diane Rider September 1, 2016 at 8:43 PM mmmmm oh the joys! Love your words and the feelings you wrap me in every time! Mark Anthony Cotterman September 8, 2016 at 6:18 PM oh now you have done it....am smiling ear to ear. thank you dear friend :)

Carrie Richards August 23, 2016 at 8:22 PM Wow.......now this leaves no questions. Understated but ripe with passion. Well done! Mark Anthony Cotterman August 24, 2016 at 5:37 PM oh my Carrie....not sure why but i just blushed

Jan Allison August 18, 2016 at 2:17 PM oh what wonderful sultry lines Mark ... this is hot hot hot:-) hugs Jan xx Mark Anthony Cotterman August 19, 2016 at 1:33 PM oh my...did somebody turn up the heat in here??? :) thank you Jan!!!

Laura Hay August 17, 2016 at 9:40 AM Loving the last 2 lines especially Mark! :) Mark Anthony Cotterman August 17, 2016 at 9:47 AM thank you kindly Laura :)

Lewis Raynes August 14, 2016 at 8:18 PM nice, hot Mark Anthony Cotterman August 17, 2016 at 9:27 AM thank you Lewis