The cool nights where my nipples make a guest appearance through my thin sweater but your arms wrapped around me keep me warm as we gaze at the bay.
Lady in the streets but once we’re back to my place or yours, it’s time for our bodies to play.
Will you tap out or let me have my way?
Either way, it’ll be a memory we share hidden by the dark spaces in our head.
Who is your favorite poet?
- Gabriella Mercí
- 11-03-2023, 06:34 PM
- George Spelvin
- 11-04-2023, 12:03 PM
You are fast becoming my favorite.... :-)