Flames Poem by Pen Anthony

Flames



My skin dark and oily
Your's soft and tender like a grape.
Under the covers of night
On the satin sheets of my bed

My paws tour
The vast stretch of your curves
Our hearts throb with want
Our lips lock

Kissing passionately
I feel the inviting warmth
Of your underbelly
I can feel it
Reading self
I melt in your arms
From the flames of our love

Monday, August 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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