Turning Back

"A short poem about an erotic encounter Lush"

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I recall the day we met, it seemed like yesterday.

You sent a single message, your spell not cast away.

We chatted just a short while, the day nearing its end.

My mind deeply debating to make a move, but when?

The time then finally came, to go our separate ways.

I offered you a kiss to conclude our day.

As I closed my laptop and walked to the other room.

I could not escape the feeling to make that move, and soon.

I quickly logged back in, to find you were still there.

I moved in for another kiss, I brushed away your hair.

Our words so erotic, filled with such desire.

The more we spoke, the more we touched.

Our pleasure growing higher.

“What have you done to me?” you say as sweet release approaches.

It was you that cast a spell on me; your words that brought me closer.

Our bodies shook and shuddered, as we came together.

The waves of pleasure crashed upon us; would they stop? Please never.

lying there recovering from our escapade.

Not regretting once the choices that we made.

Our words, so softly spoken, to keep our thoughts on track.

This feeling, so amazing; I’m glad that I came back.

Published 3 months ago

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