feel Me caress your skin
how close I get, but not yet in
teasing, tempting, feel your heat
this fire burns to make you complete
Sir, yes, You know my name
my name, my name, Your name you give
Switch Pt. 3 (The Intimate)
When sleep claimed My eyelids
....the night got jealous for them being so close and joined...
when the dusk takes over the day and conjoins the Night,
who is jealous
....My mind wanders on...
Taken in repose?
smears of pink lipstick—
through soaked panties
in a raging thunderstorm
she finally decided
Tanka for Erin
Teaching Poetry Through Sex, Partby
Cal Y. Pygia
The Book of Flowers. Poemby
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