Lust

Your tongue in my mouth,

The sweetest fruit I could find,

After all seven wonders

And the garden of time.

I rest in your shadows,

Free reign to explore,

With my lips as my tools,

To conquer your soul.

I trace the curve of your back,

The line of you neck,

I whisper my magic,

To no great effect

And when the heat rises

And the lust settles in,

I’ll twist and I’ll turn,

To drown in your skin.

Inhaling your scent,

I relish the taste,

Until I’m falling down deeper,

In your embrace.

BY LUCA LAQUAIS

( i love her poem, check the other at http://www.laquais.blogspot.com )

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