by the time your fingers
slide through the hair at the
nape of my neck
and your lips have
kissed my pulse
i am a puddle
of wetness and
desire
i am at your mercy.
by the time your fingers
slide through the hair at the
nape of my neck
and your lips have
kissed my pulse
i am a puddle
of wetness and
desire
i am at your mercy.
so exacting to the truth of a spontaneous moment of passion
thanks @a writer… those are some pretty beautiful moments…