Thursday, 19 July 2018

Stay by my neck

The thought of you
On my neck
Breathing gingerly
Seizing my core
You wrote poetry

I raked my hands down your spine
And dragged you closer to me
To marinate, in your ferocity

The thought of you
On my neck
Whispering
Finally, I found you.

©LR



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