Thursday, 2 July 2020

My woman

The way you coil
Beneath the sheets
With your hair tousled
And your flesh bared

The arch of your curves
With the jiggling buttocks
When you fidget
In your dreams

The whiff of your feminine incense
Redolent in the air
I sense of pride overwhelms me
My woman
I say

And I keep watching you
Till the sunrays melts 
On your skin.

@LR

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