This Was Love

Punctuated by
Heavy breathing
Thrusting magic
Into my deepest parts
Vocalized sensation
Flushed cheeks
And feverish fingertips
That dance
Along every curve
Unspeakable pleasures
Connected by
Untainted passion
Too powerful
For words alone
But only articulable
Through the rhythm of bodies
Entangled in one another
As our walls fall around us


About savannahlyn

I write to articulate what my tongue cannot
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