Thursday, November 8, 2012

soft touch to warm skin,
parted lips and curling toes.
where tomorrow takes us, then--
who could say? but tonight,
for tonight... let us make wishes.
fingers clutch and breaths will catch,
heat follows where partner goes.
light touch to quaking skin,
delicious tension, murky lust.
where tonight can take us, then--
we can choose, and tonight,
let us make a wish we can keep.

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