luni, 16 decembrie 2019

W(ish)T(o)F(ly)

Inside my head there's you and me.
There's us combined in simetry.
There's you pushing your weight over my body,
There's me, starting to breathe hardly.
Our lips are one, our tungs are shy.
Touching just the tip,
Inflaming sparkles of heat.
Fire is sent to different parts of the body.
My eyes roll, they cannot keep the focus outside.
Inside I'm flying, everything that you do takes me higher.
It's like a never expecting yet always there, desire.

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