Black Futon

Upon a black futon we kiss
Hearts beat, bodies yearn
Lips meet…
…a storm upon the shore
Palms warm, bodies ache
Breath becomes one…
…primal hunger
Mouths salivating
Hands roam…
…exploring every curve.
Fragrant she’s devoured
Hips rock…
…a ship on writhing seas
Melding and moaning
Torrential storms of emotions
Face to lovely face
Legs locked in easy summer bliss

Love upon the black futon
Memories to carry on.

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About ninefolddragon

I am a self-proclaimed writer, spiritualist, and warrior. My primary writings are poetry and essays that evoke elemental visualization and are written in honor of the sacred feminine.
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