Thursday, December 1, 2011


The softness of her curves
Smoothness of her skin
Delicate and delightful
Airy like a mountaintop
I breathe her in through my nostrils
Deep in my lungs,
Diffusing membranes,
She becomes bonded to
My very blood
Feeding every cell of my body
With a quiet fury,
Arousal coursing through my veins. 

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