Although she resists
the thought of it
fills her head.
It steals her breath
makes her dizzy
and leaves her weak
at the knees.
.
It shivers down her spine
tugs at her belly
and caresses
oh so dangerously
her thighs.
‘
And now
she has thought it
she cannot
un-think it
however hard
she tries.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Photography by Benjamin Askinas. Model: Amanda@FordModelsLA
dougstuber
May 7, 2016 at 4:52 pm
Poems from the heron clan IV. submit up to ten poems to kjamesbooks@gmail.com
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Just_Libby
May 9, 2016 at 2:45 am
I love these kind of thoughts… Especially late at night…with your voice in my ear
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Romantic Dominant
May 9, 2016 at 7:27 am
Smiles. Thank you.
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