My Lips…your name.


My lips yearn to speak
your name long into the night,
counting every breath taken,
every syllable spoken
every nervous bite, searching
beneath twilight, in golden rays
endless faces, realms of nothing.
My lips yearn to speak your name,
to taste the letters upon my
tongue, and swallow their intent
caught between kisses, caressed
by desires love, engulfed in
desperate lust, my lips yearn
to whisper your name on pleasures
wave, ascent, descent, upon the
arch of need rising at your touch,
my lips yearn to speak your name.




Karen Hayward (c)2017 Image via wordpress library

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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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