Wednesday, 26 June 2024

 The way you feather me

With your stirring words

I remain pining 

For your luxuriant touch 


The way you caresses me

With your lascivious eyes

My flesh smolders 

To be extinguished by your embers


The way you have messed up my semblance 

I can't think of anyone else

But you

Only you. 

©LR



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