Warm Point Poem

A little poem

Patricia Pixie

1 month ago|1 min read

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Photo by Caleb Ekeroth on Unsplash

Your warmest point trapped between my hands.
You grow before my eyes, thanks to my caresses.
I release you almost without you noticing.
I belong to you and your pleasure is mine.
Delicious desire that burns.
Delicious desire that releases.
Your green eyes on my nakedness.
I know you dream of me from afar.
I know you want it more than me.
Crimson waves that rock us both.
Dreams that are becoming more and more real.
Two strangers met almost by accident.
Exchange of words that brought our wishes closer.
We are everything we ever dreamed of.
Delicious desire that burns.
Delicious desire that releases.
Your green eyes on my nakedness.
We don’t talk much, but we love each other strongly.
A bond as tender as dawn.
A hug that melts the deepest cold.
Two strangers connecting from a distance.
Time will tell what will happen between us…

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Patricia Pixie

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