Sugary dream

Eyes closed Fingers on skin Edge of breaths Heavy and reaching A bridge to paradise Thighs on fire Lingering supine A thrusting hearth Melting time Sweet desire Wrapped in silken sheets Whispers of love Screams of delight Clasped hands Lost, forbidden Pushing boundaries Surrendering to an ache Exploding in poetry ©2019 Mel Gutiér

Ending MELancholy Monday – Broken

There were times when I would breathe you in and I would have to hold my breath to keep my lungs alive.  My naked body against yours.  There was no end to us, tangled up like that.  It was real, it was strong... it was fucking amazing!  No ache that ever took place in me …

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