Can you feel that?

The quickening of my pulse against your mouth
and the shy flush, like a dewed peach, you said
sweet taste of budding lilies on your tongue
soiled with scarlet flames against my throat

"...don't stop,"

My screams are drowned in your hungry eyes,
raven-black pecked with lust (or love?)
you trace my body with temptation, kiss my imperfections,
and i'm drowning in an ocean of fire, sin, desire.

"please, don't stop."

1 comment:

  1. i love this so much, there are no words for it. x


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