Equal patterns
shift and push, challenging
reality, dueling creativity.
Dreaming in hues,
intoxicating
like sweat sliding down
his back, sweet and consuming.
Our bodies entwined
breathe in rhythmic
prose.
Your weight on my skin
pinned and secure,
safe beneath your fire.
Hands searching
grasp my throat
and I know
I can let go.
This hungry exchange
guided by trust, passion,
and desire
leaves me wanting
more…
open and waiting to
feel sated.
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snowflakes & dew drops 