Does the smile when I whisper mean you
are not offended by my words of lust?

Fingertip caresses explore
as I breath my desire
into your open smile.

Sit with me a while.
Share a drink with me
and let us talk of decadence
openly. Thoughts that might
take all night to ponder

deeply with the time
we have to share.
moments spent
in minutes
or hours
perhaps days of lust.

Sin with me a while.

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