Languid
By MaggieL
Languid The summer sky knows nothing of desire The air sits heavy hot and silky it drapes my body like a cape My sweat entices me it reminds me of long hours entwined with you No, the summer sky knows nothing of desire Of damp flesh rubbing friction that shocks and jolts mutually absorbed in our selfish pleasure No, the summer sky knows nothing of desire Written January 29th, 2002 © on Jan 29 2002 12:06 AM PST 0 • 16
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