Overdose

Oh to be there

tangled

in those sheets

your back pressed

against my chest

my hands

cupping your breasts

my face buried

in the storm

of your hair

inhaling deep

and overdosing

on the heady scent

of you

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Written a year ago but oh, what an overdose you would be

Art by Serge Marshennikov