All I want is to feel the zeal of your lips over my neck,
resonance of your breath
against my ear
and your arms wrapped around me
as an Armour causing
an enduring tempt.
~sara~
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Traces
PoetryIn this book 'Traces' I have traced the outline of every unspoken sense and multiple emotions that one might have lingered with wreckage for unbounded dawns, dusks and darks.
