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Click hereI was moved chemically.
When his lips touched mine.
There were new possible outcomes.
And I was lost in time.
We wandered outside.
The stars and the moon shone bright.
His hands touched my sensitive places.
This intoxicating seduction seemed right.
He lowered me onto a lounge chair.
His tongue compassionately licking my clit.
Clouds quickly flew in front of the moon.
The heavens conspiring a wee bit.
I quivered in the muted light.
As he was seeking to devour me.
His touches were addicting
Definably, the solution is he.
I agree, the periods at the end of lines in this piece detract a lot from the flow.
Like the like about devouring.
however, all your end stops and rhyme make your work feel a bit mechanical. Your first line is a grabber, it drew me into the poem. You have quality lines but some further work could make your poem flow. I know, we all get tired of that word, f l o w. But it matters . I will continue to read you as you seem like a talent that needs to be nurtured. I enjoyed your work and look forward to watching you grow :)
~ maria