Gray Smoke Poem by Tamesha Avery

Gray Smoke:


Hazy passion
wraps us in
its
embrace

while we kiss
moan
breath in
the sexual
scents

taste the
desires
feel our bodies
tossing

turning
pulling all over
the bed

heat beginning to
intensify
burning us

making us
sweat
breath heavy

my nails
digging in your
molasses colored skin

fire ignites us
as we move closer
to the petite mort

That little
death of
satisfaction

bodies a
fiery red blaze

as we
bump
grind
fold around
each other

and finally we
reach
heavens
peak

releasing inhibitions

putting out the
fire
and filling the
room

with a
divine

Gray Smoke.