Friday, September 25, 2015

Ardor...

Stay your lips
Let them linger
Delicate and ample
Time hushed by quiet
Essence abound
Lavish ambrosia
Ambitious and thirsty
Lush and splendid
Fingertips anxious
Grazing taut skin
Drawing ever closer
Capable and dexterous
Attentive shadows
Devouring fire
Merciless

 

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