- Erotic Poetry
- Chyld's Prayer
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The sheerness of a 5’1 silver and blue haired girl walks upon a warehouse floor.
Entranced by the lights and sounds, she begins to move her hips.
Slow gyrating rhythm, an image within a crowd. No motive, no limits, just the walls to stop her from roaming these streets.
A shift in tempo and she locks eyes with Him.
He stands waiting, tapping a foot, cool in the corner.
she finds her way through the unorthodox crowd to His side.
He smiles, and T/they dance instantly.
Like a storm brewing, she is taken over by His feel,
His movements, His breath in her mouth.
A kiss, bodies touching, lost as a girl intended to be that night.
May the morning never arrive.
