A trail of kisses simmering down my neck
Fire ignites burning passion erupting
Closing my eyes, feeling your warmth
consuming my motions
catching my breathe
the emotions flowing like a river
with a trail made of kisses
causing the blood to boil.
The trail leaves heat down my skin.
Heat that ice can't soothe.
Something so much stronger
nothing that other elements can defeat
something deeper than the riverbed.
The trail of kisses scorching into my mind...
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Lovers Desire
RandomAnother poem to add to my collection. These will be getting updated and partially rewritten and posted on my medium profile. *Similar to Patreon, where you can pay to read more of my stories*
