Wednesday, 9 May 2018

an evening late

 
the skirt discarded, the shirt unbuttoned
the light low, a warmed room.
an evening late, a mood quiet
a sexy thought of company missed.
an undress slow, a quiet mind
a stirring sexy, a need growing.
an evening late, to bed to go...
between the sheets to slip...and meet u in drowning sleep.
 
goodnight.
 
RB.
 




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