she breathed a sigh into the musky air
hips and neck rigid from wear
with slick skin and damp hair
her fingers trace her tummy
she felt so yummy,
wanted, his eyes were bigger
than his stomach when he locked on her
he flaunted her
he needed her
she turned over and purred
slid a chin over his shoulder
then covered him as fur
his body still a smolder
but he’d never been colder
his body recovering from shivers
exhaling in slivers
her body on his
lips boxing him in with kisses
her desire to be his
marking him with nips and scratches
consuming him, bit by bit
releasing himself into the burning pit
the only hit to make him want to quit
this sensationally stealthy thriller
but the more he fills her
the less he can fight her
– B. Brown
(art by Patricia March via Flicker)
Oh, how I love your poetry and the images that you use!
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you’re most welcome!
Great poem..
thank yous 🙂
Love this poem. Gives me Fever.
https://youtu.be/JGb5IweiYG8
Wow. I love this.
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