Passion Between The Sheets
With a trickle of sweat and a ripple of time
We lie beneath the sheets
Our heat spreads like a summer flame
Nectar of your neck tastes so sweet
Vulnerability and passion go hand and hand
a neck exposed to your bare teeth
your face seductively smiles in the flickering light
your feet are caressed by my soft lips
If these sheets could speak what tales would they tell
they know nothing but passion and love
comforting us when we are alone
beckoning us to come home
-Dragon Blogger
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