Sinful Sunday Poem – Release

by davebarclay1954

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Lisa Fulham - Author


I feel your need

Burning through my body

Mirroring mine

Take me

Release your frustrations

On my pale skin

Leave your mark

Of decadent sin

Muscles taut

Inhibitions fading

Tasting each others

Delicious libations

Quenching desire

While roaming our hands

Clinging to the freedom

Of our exploring minds

As bodies entwine

Locking your passion

With mine

© Lisa Fulham 2015

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