The air painted with nips of lavender-vanilla
The sweet scent mixes with the salty drops of our love
Champaign covered sheets soaked in bliss
Highrise windows overlooking the night plastered city
Sweltering with our lasting affection
Her touch, like flames dancing in the wind
Her breath on my flushed skin
A refreshing summer breeze
Her voice, like the sounds of gold-covered roses
My lips present blood red and plump
Our necks wear animalistic marks of ownership
My wrists happily taut the burns of velvet rope
Pulling the strings of my desire filled heart
Our flesh, flush against one another,
These bodies forever connected
Lustful pupils blown, swirling with purple and golden flecks
Her caressing fingertips ignites a fire in me
Burning my core till my insides spill
A rushing sound, as though a waterfall
On this starlit night, we commemorate our hearts as one
A kiss she lays on my swollen lips
Hands tangled in hair
Soft sounds flow sweetly through one another's ears
Hips smashing.
Breathes catching
Eyes meeting.
Lovemaking.
Magically sinful
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PoetryJust a book of poetry. From sexually explicit to death to suicidal thoughts.
