i'm intoxicated by you
your movements never tire
they simply spark the fire
you always take me higher
tell me is this you
or someone brand new
your fire only grew
your words reduced to only a few
your lips on my skin
ignites a spark of sin
your bite marks start to sting
and our matches start to sing
YOU ARE READING
skinny dipping
Poetrya collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult...
