Hot, midnight showers
Sultry
Sickening
Sweet.
Lonely droplets smack against burning skin
The flesh in flames seers from the delicate pounding.
The mind that controls it all conjure up one
An unconscious thought brought to life
Skin on skin
A stare off contest
A race, who's beads of steaming bliss will roll fast enough
YOU ARE READING
Romance
PoetryPoetic words from a queer girl, too confused with the simple four lettered word Love
