Wanting More
A fusion of skin
daylights a night
blisters of sin
roared with delight
Wreathed in the balms
soothing my thigh
springs of pure charm
glow in the night
Consuming passion
fire licks to switch
thrashing to free
lip starts to twitch
Weaving his spell
to bedazzle my soul
ecstasy swelling
losing control
Wind thrashing hair
caressed my shape
together were paired
in mountains landscape
Rolling like hills
covers thrown off
blood trilling thrills
close to blastoff
Floating to earth
shook to the core
‘Would I be greedy
by asking for more?’
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