451
By Phalanx
I'd like to lay with you.
Your sweating shape against mine
As if heaven had an address,
Matching the mathematics of your curves,
A Fahrenheit below flashpoint.
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Copyright 2016 Phalanx
Published on Monday, October 3, 2016.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
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On Tuesday, October 4, 2016, 10 Forty Three
(593) wrote:
Short yet beautiful. Well done. - 10:43
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On Tuesday, October 4, 2016, Lux
(299) wrote:
Smoke tendrils curving lazily down my back, sinful sweet.