Lips in a tailspin
want, wail
upon your skin
every note is detail.
Their sexy growl
responds a low groan
as fingers prowl,
smooth as a saxophone.
You beg, you plea.
“Love me, fuck me”
Harmony is the key,
of waves… returning to the sea.
~ADayDreamWriter
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WOW! That is a smooth and sultry melody. 🙂
Yes, that was the mood I was trying for !!!
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