Winter night

The night tastes like blueberries
Your lips like bourbon vanilla
We're gazing at the stars upon us
Your eyes are my armilla
Your room smells like early summer
You like a delicate flower
I'm absorbing your trembling kiss
Not just a kiss, a vower
I'm caressing your spine, your thighs
The tension is rapidly heightening
Your body writhes in sweet agony
And then a strike of lightning
The moonlight enlightens your silhouette
While you're taking a drag
I'm savouring these precious moments
Is this a lifelong tag
Lay back, give me your hand
It's time to settle the scores
Read the past from my palm
I'll write our future on yours
Through the dream I hear your steps
But I'm not able to say
Whether you are coming to me
Or are you walking away
I'll keep pretending I'm sleeping
I won't ask you to stay
I wouldn't dare to disturb you
I know you will if you may

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Comments
Jesus man, *Forgive mine blasphemy* this is good narrative writing, bordering on erotic Noir... Written like something my favorite verse & Ā erotic noir write, John Feddeler does, in the Underground, this was a piece liken unto him, and that is very right on man... You have something special written . started here, build upon this man, it is very right on and said... Added to my favorites: wolf
Thanks man, it means a lot. Really...
I'm glad you liked it.