My lips warm, moist, meets your skin
Stoking the embers of your desire
Your essence fills my lungs
Permeating through my every fiber
Carrying me to a celestial plain
Waking my senses, elevating my mind
Body and soul connect
Your aromatic scent wafts about
Clinging, caressing my skin
Seeping through my pores
Sensations, electric
Excitedly calm, contemplative, expectant
Anticipating the elation, the crescendo
I inhale you, deeply, holding your scent
Savoring your essence,
Your taste on my lips
Exhale, slowly, float down to earth
Ecstasy, dissipating, sated
Friday, February 15, 2019
Indica
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