Naked, as I am found.


Wake me

with your subtle mind,

and fingers

tracing curves they find.


your roaming tongue


the blazing sun

dance across

my skin,

here, now

in heavenly sin.

Take me,

without a sound,


as I am found.

Karen Hayward (c)2015.

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Author: blossom666

Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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