Poetic Traces
Thursday, 10 December 2020
The flesh is mine
But the sin is yours
The musk is mine
But the ripples on my flesh
Is yours
I ache to see
Through your third eye
And worship your curves
Till you satiate my thirst
With a single drop
Of yours.
©LR
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subho
15 December 2020 at 01:12
such intense heartfelt feelings....wonderful
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such intense heartfelt feelings....wonderful
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