Instep,
sin gets
tangled in my toes
Anything goes
when you smile like that
No surprise,
those eyes
that promise hell to pay
I’ll buy into that fire everyday
I’m a fan of the installment plan
Your lips, my thighs
Never a compromise
I love the way your smile tastes
While fingers dig into the skin of my waist
And my gasp is lust made audible
My cunt, not shy
I might scream, but it will cry
Out for more, a wanton whore
Just aching for
Connection.
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