Saturday, December 06, 2014

Arrows of lust

Trickling down my skin;
Soothes the longing, sometimes.
But it does makes a restless rush
For your touch, gusty emotions
Wandering eyes, exploring fingers
Moving bodies, still needs
Heat of sensuous breaths
Crushing embraces, moist lips
Cold, dark desires
Darker intentions.

Arrows of lust.
Have just been shot.

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