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Click hereSurrounded
By paisley pillows
Window seat of winter’s eponym
To chill here alone
My palm pressed
Glass so cold
Knees drawn inward
to protect my little girl
My womanhood
I crave your touch
for your hands to slide
upwards once again
into the celebration
of fire licked skin
when the cold was forced
to yield
in this light
as translucent Autumn
where the warmth
of our lust
simmered
on playful abandon
each move being erotic
to the other
from the deliberate
slow bend
of my body
feeding
the room temperature
hot enough to melt
to the accidental
wisp of crimson
that fell
forward
shuddering
from your touch
as you pushed it
from my face
this room
this woman
this body
needs you
to remove me from my perch
I become naked
in my need
while the snow
falls asleep
outside this cold
pane of glass
this stained
pane of glass
where I press
my body
still burning
in your afterglow
touching myself
where I love
for you to touch me