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What I Meant To Say

Unprotected

By Kat CroswellPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Yesterday We Made Love

jasmine between my thighs

brush of a feather caressing my

lips-a-plenty

wet

succulent salty

the warmth of your tongue licking honey

from the crest of my supple hips

holding

stretching

sweating pulsing

skin on skin

moanings

tingles running between my toes

dripping from the tips of my earlobes

like the boom boom rhythm

of the drum

The Afterglow of Morning He Will Not Share

catching me unprotected

so I will tell him I am night.

chaos skips ahead

strength smells like winter rains

like how a strand of his hair

smells of a weeping willow

clipped birds’ wings…

smells like lost dreams

like the silent orange/red of

his sun-stroked lashes

tastes like water on thirsty skin

like a meal for two

eaten alone

heartbreak
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