Lust: A Poem


watches with
heavy-lidded gaze,
eyes dilating
to fill with you

lays a trail
marking yours and mine
in heady incense
our scents

is open handed
and clench-fingered
langorously sprawled
across tangled limbs

burns and floods
on searing tide
we are awash
and alight

Wicked Wednesday... a place to be wickedly sexy or sexily wicked

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