It was under switched off lights
That i found myself
Drawing her every edge
Like I was an artist
Hitting her every inch
With my barely-there touch
Brushing on her
Like she’s invisible
And I’d tell
That she really was in love
With my handwriting
Gently from the soft diet
Right on top of her rib cage
to her pubic
Unlocking her erotic potential
She’ve been so wild in the bedroom
And I needed to tame her
And had her in tremors
And tingles in her pants
She really wasn’t dry
And like fantasies running wild in her mind
She looked thirsty
And she noticed
My thunderous passion
In leaving her quenched
That made her bite my ear
And whispered
“Please f*** me”.

Author: sander_ochy

I am a journalist, a poet, a spoken word artist, a writer, and performer. Life is all I write about. #Freeverse254

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