CURVES
Trace the curves Let my hands wander The sinuous edges of your astounding being, Summoning my soul, That which ignites only for your beauty— Your bold, untamed beauty, A slow, languid rhythm That encircles my mind, Tightens my longing, And leaves me undone. Beloved of passion, Release me from this tether of desire. Guide my trembling arms To the contours of your glassy body, All exquisite, hopeless, helpless. With a tender kiss, A slow, deliberate nibble, Let me explore the shadows of your neck, The hollows and curves, The curves I now trace." ~ANL
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