#breathplay
Your breath sweetens,
The taste of that kiss.
Quivering lips send ripples,
Down my spine.
Inhale in deep,
Exhale this passion inside me.
Breath again on my skin,
Put a soft blush on my cheeks.
As this gentle breeze,
Wafts and glides,
Swirls into the folds,
And ridges of my ears,
I ruffle like a dry leaf,
Laying on the ground.
I feel this misty portion,
In the hollow of my neck.
Like a blizzard envelopes me,
I lay now shivering .
Breathe into me-this sweetness,
A taste of ecstasy.
Flow tenderly sweet one,
And quench me of this desire.
Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 9:40 PM UTC
My Pandora's box, nailed shut, known as the FEAR.
I can't look at the box, it is FEAR.
FEAR itself.
A good day today but my fragile mind has seen the box, the FEAR.
Face the FEAR, **** the FEAR.
Face the FEAR, **** the ****** FEAR.
The apprehension, the box, the FEAR.
**** the FEAR, **** the ****** FEAR.
Oh, the untold, the box, the FEAR.
**** the FEAR, **** the ****** FEAR.
But for you, not one ****** tear.
Tell anyone you read this poem and
I'll ****** **** you!
Kaydee, confidence growing.
Kaydee, feeling bold.
Kaydee, the story untold.
Poetry by Kaydee.
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 9:43 PM UTC