If I could paint upon your skin
I would paint you with whipped cream.
Sweet sugary delight
Contrasted with natural salt
If I could add to the texture I love
It would be drizzled with chocolate.
Dark and decadent
Whispering carnal secrets
If I can top it all
With a strawberry
Or fruit
The essence
Bursting down my throat
Would be my undoing.
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Thank you
Thank you
Seems like we’re posting on the same schedule today. Total strangers toying with temptation in uncoordinated volleys of imagination. That’s surely an overstatement of what’s nothing more than coincidence but it’s fun nonetheless.
Fun you say.
I say destiny.
heated words
take control of me.
Since your time
Meet mine
temptations intertwined.
Let’s just see how this goes.
Where it stops no one knows.
Fia xoxo
Destiny carries me out of my space and time to touch yours with mine till what’s mine and yours no longer means a thing. Yes, let’s see, let’s write, let’s be, taut and tempted, devouring desire itself one word, one line at a time.
I feel your fantasies dripping over me; those visions you taste at the back of your throat are mine.
You’re claiming what’s yours.
But who’s to say.
Everyone is seeing this.
By the way.
I think I will claim you instead
take you in my dreams.
to my bed.
(It’s been a long time since someone wanted to verbally challenge me. Love it.)