Skin as soft as silk,
All I think about is the brush of your silk against my bare lips.
So soft, so needed.
As if taking a long needed gulp of cold, fresh water.
Your silk only brings me warmth,
A warmth I've longed for my whole life,
Brushed deeply & simply against me.
May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 10:03 AM UTC
Skin as soft as silk,
All I think about is the brush of your silk against my bare lips.
So soft, so needed.
As if taking a long needed gulp of cold, fresh water.
Your silk only brings me warmth,
A warmth I've longed for my whole life,
Brushed deeply & simply against me.
Request permission to use this poem