Soft

Sensual longing.

Soft

And there we lie,

in my mind's eye.

A twinkle of fairy dust

that melts to pure, unadulterated lust

for unbridled passion,

in a nation

of dos and don'ts

that try to frustrate wants,

instead of giving them wings

and letting them sing

of sensual touch,

of giving so, so much

to one another.

As a true lover

does.

 

21/05/17

Reviews

[emily.c.]

lovely. "that try to frustrate wants, /instead of giving them wings" really nicely put.