Quench me. . .


My lips hunger
for your thirst,
my teeth,
for your flesh.
My tongue
for your
My fingers
itch for your
my hands for
your pinch.
My eyes
need quenching
by your form
my cheeks
by your hand.
My lungs
need to release
your screams
my throat
such a delicacy
strong fingers
This intensity
I need to
kiss you.

Karen Hayward (2017)

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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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