Naked, as I am found.

blossomsworld

Wake me

with your subtle mind,

and fingers

tracing curves they find.

Let

your roaming tongue

beneath

the blazing sun

dance across

my skin,

here, now

in heavenly sin.

Take me,

without a sound,

naked,

as I am found.

Karen Hayward (c)2015.

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