Poetic Traces
Monday, 29 April 2024
Eye contact
During sex
When I am beneath his weight
Cradling him between my legs
My eyes shimmery
His shining with swimming desires
Eye contact then
We remain in a trance
For the feeling is no less than divine.
©LR
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