Darling,
I love the way it feels
to take you into my embrace
and please you in ways that leave you reeling
I love the way your scent invigorates and ensnares my senses,
leaving me with an unsatiated hunger
even after I've had my fill of you
even after I've tasted that sweet honey
When I close my eyes at night,
all I see is your supple frame
lying in our love bed
with marks of our lovemaking leaving a map of explored places
From the love bites on your shoulders,
your breasts,
beneath your ribs,
and evidence of my hands
clutching and clawing at your intimate parts
We become one,
such skin on skin that we cannot tell where one of us ends
and the other begins
or whose breath is whose
To taste you again,
to feel you,
to have your vanilla and honey scent
clinging to every inch of me and my clothes
so that I can't forget you when I'm away
God,
I want it so badly
My darling good girl,
you have no idea
just what you truly do to me
About the Creator
Eva A. Schellinger
Hostess of the SchellingtonGrin Podcast. Writer of poems, short stories, articles, and reviews. Support the SchellingtonGrin Podcast on Spotify and connect with me here and on other socials to be part of the Community
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