His hot breath against her succulent skin
strokes the fire within the Queen of steam
striving to light up the night
like a bonfire on the beach
trading kisses with the moon
or fireworks on the fourth of July.
heated words of excitement
infused with devilish sin
twisted deep into a neat little rope
for her to play with (with him)
dishing out tricks with that delicious heat
him begging on bended knee for
the Queens steam
craving the warmth
as it rises from wanting skin
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: April 21st, 2022 03:45
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Comments3
heat on heat, heat
on heat
Heat!
lol
gonna go get me a cold drink
cold, cold
still a long day ahead of me
not smart to be so worked up...
(a fun read, thank you dear poet)
Haha I'm glad you enjoyed it
Erm, bet Kitty's not American. Any excuse for that July event will do for her - heehee.
She might burn up to a crisp! lol.
Haha I'm English but I had the line in my head
Steam on Katie, steam on.
Andy
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