When you shoot me that crooked smile...
all my insides quiver with delight
tingle as they dance under the skin
from nape to backside and back again
the look of desire written in your green eyes...
leaves me breathless
inflamming the fire of my essence
burn bright in the florescent yellow tint of your eyes
When you speak...
whispering kink between the sheets...
my body overrides with the heat
craving for your lips to press upon my body
releasing the fireworks within
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
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Comments3
You having a bonfire? Fireworks! lol.
Good passionate words Katie.
Andy
Passionate lovely words .. a great poem
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