Sly little gestures lure you inwith eager anticipation yet, ever so slowlyyou explore my body leaving no part unwanted untouched un kisseduttering a ..
leftover Letters from my last love poem to you stretched into a new excitement each one connecting forces of desire setting in motion this beating he..
If Jesus had tattoosour names and sinsetched upon his skinwould we love him just the sameor crucifyhim once againinstead of loving one anotherwould we..
Flashes of fantasypumped his adult imagination she was satin soft and lace laughtershades of jadeand scents of jasminequality A-one affectionwrapped ..