here we lie entangled akimbo
soft warmth of january thaw
fresh in our glowing flesh
sheets rumpled in sweat
sweet salty scent of passion
wrapped inside each breath
each touch of skin on skin
a shiver of recent memory
gliding gently down inside
around and back again
fingers dancing down inside
around and back again
bodies joining down inside
around and back again
and back again
and again
until we finally pause
in lingering tingling
skin clinging to skin
us entangled akimbo
simply lying here.
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Beautiful words my sweet. Thank you so much for ping back. So glad you liked our story.
An inspiring tale to create a winter thaw
A real scorcher. Giggle.
Oh gave me tingles!
Me too!
Glad you enjoyed
Fantastic poem! You describe what cansound so “naughty” in such a gorgeous way!
I am glad you enjoyed my poem – and my subtlety. Sometimes the less said the better for the imagination
Is it just me or is it getting steamy “in here”?
I am certain it is just you.