silken black blindfold covers eyes feel your thumb tracing my bottom lip ‘open up’ you say I hesitate only briefly before I obey tongue and
Category: Erotica
Falling
I stand before you more naked more stripped down than I have ever been vulnerable unsteady I have always thought falling in love would be
White Flag
your mouth is so close that I can feel the warmth of your breath smell your last cup of coffee we have been circling each
Tangled
I try to resist Siren’s call but rather be Tangled up in you © 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
Saturday Afternoon Poetry
bare skin glides against my rough edges like warm sand you buff my contours smooth mouth tracing the trail of my vertebrae you become cartographer of
