Waiting

I sit

I sit…

Wait…

Blindfolded

Tied

Squirming

With thoughts

Of how

You’ll touch me

Burning

With urges

I cannot control

Longing

To hear footsteps

Feel your anxious breath

Upon my tender neck

Singe my ears

with dirty thoughts

I sit…

Wait…

*

©MidwestFantasy

September 2019

 

Hallelujah Chorus of Love

Flutter of his lips

like angel wings blessing her body

with Heavenly erotic prayers

***

On bended knees

he adored and worshipped

her entire entity

***

She–sensing his holy power

on every curve

and unknown road of skin

***

He–building her belief

in a power

higher than just touch

***

Until…

their hallelujah chorus

of love

shattered the silence

of the sanctuary

 

©MidwestFantasy

01/05/2018

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