Quenched

And so woke an
envious mind
a subtle craving
a gentle image
grasping at
dreams…
… the
bottle between
your hands
the glass between
your fingers
the neck at your lips
Your tongue
saturated
nectar spilling
into your mouth
and the way your
eyes caress
her curves
seconds before
you place the
ice cold
bottled beer to
your lips and she
quenches your
primal thirst.

Karen Hayward ©2018

Image and words

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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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