Devour
A poem of desire
Devour me. Consume me. Relish in the feel of me sliding across your tongue. Sate your carnal needs with me.
Devour
Your breath against my neck
Like whispered promises
Soft as silk, sharp as want
Each touch a language
Without words
Hanging between heartbeats
Where skin meets intention
And desire pools like liquid gold
Trembling at the edges of restraint
I want you to consume me
Not with violence
But with reverence
Each curve a landscape
Each sigh a sacred text
My hands map constellations
Across your wanting geography
Tracing lines of heat
Where longing becomes poetry
And passion swells pure sound
The space between us
Charged like summer lightning
Waiting
Wanting
Hungry



Most definitely a fan ~
Beautiful