4th June

Your arms cocoon me; eyelashes flutter against my cheek.
Harsh, gentle words, interspersed with whispered pleas;
Soft skin tainted with salty tears.

The candle flickers and dies –
Dark, velvety light masks us for the last time.

Your scent, draped carelessly over my body:
Raw male mixed with wafting notes of Jasmine
From the flower in my hair.
An entanglement of bare limbs,
Caressed by the cool summer night air.

Heavy sultry curves entwined around your hard flesh;
My hold tightens, your pulse fires up.

I can’t let go

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