Flowing
Fingertips graze over moiuntain ranges and silent
Flowing rivers.
Porcelain lips touch a delicate cold body
Electricity shoots from his tongue
Tied to
Electirical wires.
Caressing her body with his eyes
Like the breeze caresses the
Trees.
Whispers in her ear
Warm breath to her neck
Words that penetrate deeply into her
Skin.
Exposed skin and she is only covered in him
Drenched in lust
Trying to be in love
Don't twist these words
Unless you'll twist these words into a beautiful
Melody.
Melodies that will jump off your lips
To my fingertips.
Trembling hands crawl over her.
Keep speaking, keep going
Like a constant river
Flowing.
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