Lost in you

Still breath, sunken cheeks
Eyes in confession, speaking thoughts of disappointment.
Disappointment in self, stuck in life’s metronome of mundane purposeless. Do we really choose are fate?

But as our eyes gaze at pure flesh & lust.
The burning sensation lingers as we sip slow. Eyes sit low glossed red in a haze. Here with feelings so pure, as we prepare to escape.

Heat radiates as our skin touches softly, tounges intertwined causing seratonin to flood. As my tounge reaches her navel like a ripe fruit her body talks.


Here we are lost. Here we are lost.

Lost in a this place of future and past.

Reviews

[Victoria Westing Haddix]

wOW. sO BEAUTIFUL. i LOVE IT

[Alessander]

The burning sensation lingers as we sip slow.

Love these lines. The poem is quite intense . It's like a snap shot of passion, moment before the pouncing.
Good stuff

[RedRoomXO]

Thank you. Means a lot. From past experience and imagination I try to capture moments that some of have experienced and others dream about.