Sumptuous thoughts float and surface,
Undulating to shake their way a pace.
Flitter and tempt in grandeur asunder,
Golden chain evoking a hunger.
Upon the velvet skin of a curve tasted,
Not a moment to be wasted.
Spinning wonders in gluttonous state,
Do I truly wish to sate?
Slaved moments in licks of silken skin,
Is this lust or love, and do I begin?
Invite of your secret satiny folds,
To lay you upon down, in holds.
Shall I move, have another go-round,
Or instead sit and stay sound.
About the Creator
S. Rae
Using pen as lantern, with curious gaze do I observe and witness. Humor blended with love, paramount for survival of this heart. Writings to share and release, to birth and make peace. Through vulnerability to the explicit, do I dare.
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