You have made me
one of those women.
Desperate and hungry for touch
Turned on by public displays of affection
Hot, during the steamy scenes on our favorite Netflix show
Daydreaming of scenarios where I am pursued
and desired.
Yearning
to once again be your obsession.
Your strength on top of me,
our sweat mixed together
in an intoxicating perfume
of lust.
Fantasizing
about how our tongues used to
dance and celebrate
in a kiss.
Now
my love,
it's
just closed lips.
About the Creator
Dawnya
I write haikus and erotic short stories to share my experiences of being a woman.
Writing satiates my desire to create my daydreams.
Currently I am exploring how to mesh my paintings, photographs and poetry
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