Poetic Traces
Tuesday, 4 September 2018
Surprise Me
Surprise me baby, he said
As he waited for her, on the bed.
I will, she replied
Just have patience
Lemme indulgently undress
Till every pore of yours
Aches for my flesh
And when you can't take anymore
I will offer you
My divine darkness.
© LR
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