Gentle hands.
Lips on skin.
Unearthly moans and subtle grins.
The sheets beneath you that you clutch,
Giving way to my every touch.
Fingers sliding down lower.
Movements of my hands getting slower.
A love so sweet and tender.
To you my body surrenders.
Gasps and moans,
Loving sounds in every tone.
Gentle hands.
Lips on skin.
Unearthly moans and subtle grins.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry By Porcelain Prince
PoetryPoetry based on sex, heartbreak, suicidal ideations, and more. Enjoy. 😂
