Warm Secrets

Warm Secrets

A Poem by Leo Allen

The red danced along the walls
As we lay in front of the fire.
Our blood boiled and our lust steamed,
Ruled, fueled, by our desires.

Your hair entangled my fingers
and we came to be sleepless.
Completely, utterly enraptured
As we whispered warm secrets.

© 2016 Leo Allen


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Added on March 16, 2016
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Leo Allen
Leo Allen

Boise, ID



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Just a guy with a passion for writing stories short enough to keep my own attention. English with a linguistics emphasis BA at BSU. more..