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 two years ago but oh, what an overdose you would be
Art by Serge Marshennikov
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