Every morning when I wake
There is a fine misty film all around me
Like smoke
Steam rises
From my body
Cause the night before I burned
Like flames
The heat was so intense
That I have scorch marks between my thighs
As he does
On his lips.
Every morning
As I raise my pleasantly sore
Body from the Love nest
I remember the spark
That ignited the flames
The whisper of a touch
The wetness of the lick
The smoothness of the entry.
Every evening
As we lay
Just as the smoke is clearing
We ignite the spark
That leaves behind the smoke
Natasha
There is a fine misty film all around me
Like smoke
Steam rises
From my body
Cause the night before I burned
Like flames
The heat was so intense
That I have scorch marks between my thighs
As he does
On his lips.
Every morning
As I raise my pleasantly sore
Body from the Love nest
I remember the spark
That ignited the flames
The whisper of a touch
The wetness of the lick
The smoothness of the entry.
Every evening
As we lay
Just as the smoke is clearing
We ignite the spark
That leaves behind the smoke
Natasha