Interior floors

A slow soothing burn
Rides right down my spine.
A sweet stench stalls
So softly you shine.

In wonder, in roam
Interior doors.
We crawl and contort
Lie flat on the floor
Where sweat starts to run
And slides on our limbs
Where moans turn to cries
Turns to sitting on pins

I quick catch your taste
It soaked thru my skin
Not much more's left
Surrender to sin.

In wonder, in roam
Interior doors.
We crawl and contort
Lie flat on the floor
Where sweat starts to run
And slides on our limbs
Where moans turn to cries
Turns to sitting on pins

The dawn will bring silence
Let's keep it at bay
The less light we see
The longer we stay

In wonder, in roam
Interior doors.
We crawl and contort
Lie flat on the floors.
Where sweat starts to run
And slides on our limbs
Where moans turns to cries
Turns to sitting on pins

Don't wreak what you find

Don't tear down my walls
I see you, I trust you, I need you
Leave softly and don't slam the door.

Reviews

[zainul]

Very enjoyable read.
Love your unique style.