Saturday, July 28, 2018

Cover me.

You’re the
silken sheets
I’m aching for.

Cover me.

This ache is deep for
you to make me sore.

Cover Me.

Under you I
long to languish
as I throttle
painful anguish.

Cover Me.

With that razor
of a tongue,
slice me up and
leave me done.


Cover me.


Slick me up

hot 
until
I plead.


Cover me.

your deepest darkest desires
are what I need.


Cover Me.

~j~

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