Sinful Sunday Poem – Release
by davebarclay1954
Please check out the amazing Lisa Fulham if you enjoy this poem.
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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