12.08.20
I adore watching you
play with petals sinful.
On misty evenings during sunshine storms –
you make me weak
watching wandering fingers
roaming depths unknown.
Arousal upon dancing
to timid moans.
Tracing the lines
along the map
of delicate skin
beneath your slender waist.
The solo show!
Performed for one;
love fountains
erupt.
Please refrain from reading if you are a child x