He kisses
her hip;
lips on skin
and feels bone.
She moves
in intimacy,
hones in
on his lips
in the moist moment.
She curves
about him
like a serpent,
her legs
about his waist,
bringing him in
to harbour
like a pilot
brings in
a large ship
to home port.
Hip to lips,
lips to skin;
sense now
the hot dips.
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 4:08 AM UTC
He kisses
her hip;
lips on skin
and feels bone.
She moves
in intimacy,
hones in
on his lips
in the moist moment.
She curves
about him
like a serpent,
her legs
about his waist,
bringing him in
to harbour
like a pilot
brings in
a large ship
to home port.
Hip to lips,
lips to skin;
sense now
the hot dips.
A MOMENT OF INTIMACY.
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