Friday, May 3, 2013

it's dangerous

it's dangerous.  it's dangerous
the kiss is dangerous.

his lips.  my hair.
his body.  my care.

what am i to do?

i brush back my hair
and leaning, trembling,
bend toward his lips.

touch his thigh.  my breasts,
our breath, aching.

we hug.  we tilt.
cuddling, we melt.

how i crave this danger.
feeds my flesh. all wet.

moist and sweet.
hot.  a treat.

dangerous.
the kiss is dangerous.

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