Inside My Head

"...under my skin, embedded in my soul"

You’ve got inside my head; Your hold so tight I can’t escape. You pounced: Grasping me With deadly talons That pierced my heart. Your claws injected promises, Feverish words of love that Ravished both body and mind, Leaving me desperate...

Stretched out on my stomachFace down on the bedYour warm lips start to hover lowInching up my legs Sensation that I can’t describeNo touch, but so intenseMy insides turn and twist like twineRelease, then twist again With feather breaths you...

engage

"the journey of a kiss..."

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Every little precise flick stills me, paralyzed from the soft feather touch of your hot hungry tongue. It's a teasing dance every time, the choreography is subtle one moment, deliberate and unrelenting the next, but I know to remain still....

What is passion? It's a hunger. A roaring need to hold your body under mine. To feel your skin, hot and wild, sliding against my own. It's the scent of your body, And the taste of your flesh. The heady...