Power

Barely 
Breathing 
As He walks
Towards me…

A hunter 
With his eyes 
On his
Prey and I’m 
The lucky 
Victim tonight 
Causing Thighs to 
Tremble at his touch 
Fire to ignite 
While his lips 
Brush mine 
Painting sensuality 
With tongues 

And slowly 
He divides 
My continent 
Gently parting 
Petals With his 
Divine wisdom 
Stroking deeply til’ 
He fills the center
Of my thoughts…

He drives
My body 
Ripping through 
My heat 

Meeting 
The middle
Of my Words

With the 
Kiss of 
His.

Power.
©Tam6/28/15

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