by
Cortijo

I wear a vale
of melodies
She plays her
favorite tune across my supple skin
What flavor will it be tonight?
Anything chocolate
she giggles
As you wish...
She touches me
Each muscle tenses
and then
the anticipated release
Now
with clenched teeth
Full force
from deep within me
my grip tightens
Sweat trickles
down
the arch of my back
We have
become
one
No longer aware
my ending, her glorious
beginning
Legs intertwined
Breathing
in time with
our
lyrical movements
Anxious
for the next

downbeat

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