At Paris

At Paris

A Poem by Wayfaring stranger

Separation from influence
Precise emotion
Under clothing
Your are mine creation




Step down
Into dark passage of neon light
Wet steps
Dancing on the imaginations




Red raincoat
Cover of sexy flesh
Melodramatic lips
Skin is breathing


Pulsing rain in end of the night
Stimulating climax
Illusive sounds of deep texture
Under red raincoat of wet rapture







© 2019 Wayfaring stranger


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Added on May 8, 2019
Last Updated on October 31, 2019