With fingers that roam across
the skin and tongues that devour,
with hands that explore the
curves and lips that taste.
With eyes that give and words that take,
for a single moment of eruption
make me the only inhabitant
of our corruption. As we search the
endless skies for connection, hindered by
reflection, let me lead you into
temptation. Let me be the darkness
you seek, be my darkness.
Become my need
as it spills as I will be
Karen Hayward ©2016
No one needs to know the secrets to our touch .
I’ve never liked society all that much.
Follow me into darkness leave your soul at the door.
By the end of the night, we’ll both be begging for more.
No one needs to know the desires of the dark.
Sexual experimentation is along this path.
Leave your intimacy at the door,
you wont be needing that no more.
Strip away the pleasantries and polite smiles that lie
fuck away my voice and leave me just with a sigh.
Karen Hayward (copyright)2015.
A haiku :-). Sometimes i like the strict rules of a haiku, it forces me to tighten the words, the image.
Pool size bubble bath,
Caress my naked body,
Passion ebbs over.