Beneath an unseasonal red moon
I lazed- being half consumed
As I gazed, up at delusional stars
.
My mind expanded galactically
As all my sensations sensing
Micro-explosions kept burning
.
My body felt tenderly from itself
As hers reveled nothing left to hide
Kissing like starving pariah to flesh
.
Her lipstick must’ve been laced
My heart quickened and raced
With drops of sweat from my body
.
Oh- smooth, wet and fully plump
Like a rare ripe Georgia peach
And sweet nectar of disbelief
.
I generously tasted without haste
As if I were wildly possessed
Despite the risk of being cursed
.
My soul being the currency of cost
As I slipped from heavens threshold
Plunging knee deep pass peachy skin
.
Air itself became an aphrodisiac
The greater I breathed in and out
The greater my craving became
.
Animalistic zeal took fistfuls hold
Barehanded like an untamed mare
As I mounted myself on and rode
She neighed in languages unknown
But I ignored any sort of answer
Until we fell naked from exhaustion
.
There on a blanket stowed in her car
For “in case of an emergency” stash
Or a life changing event of perchance
.
We panted like two horses after a chase
Energy sapped as a lesson was etched
Into my mind and every sensing muscle
.
Six years minor to her keen seniority
Earnestly tutored my full graduation
How lust can sin…so climatically
.
Poet of the Light © 2020
Another lovely one 🙂
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Most kind of you to say, thank you much, Christina.
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I might have said it before but your titles are always well chosen. This one is no different.
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Yes they are, and thank you again for noticing.
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