“WET”

Rain falls
Heavily on the
Roof
As fingertips
Court flesh
lips press passions
Unraveling sounds
Of our union
Taking place
And

Slowly..

Ever so
Slowly
He slides
Within my
Hills
Deeply
Tapping the
Waters of
My valley

Bringing
Forth the
Moans of
My desire
And I drench
Him in
My

Wet.
©Tam 8/31/15

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You Rule…

His eyes caught my
Attention
Then his lips
Became my
Addiction
Painting my
Body with his
Words 
His voice covering
My intentions in
Silk …

I’ve never
Felt so vulnerable
From just a touch
Just a
Whisper
And if these
Walls could talk
They’d say
They’ve enjoyed watching
The quivers of
My

Surrender…

You rule
Me.
©Tam 8/2/15

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