erotic poetry, poetry, Uncategorized, women

Burglary

Softly I would

Move

Even the cats undisturbed
As I made my way
Up the stairs
Seething with
Want for you
I come to you
Rousing you gently
Diving beneath the covers
Breathing in the warm
Heat of your skin
Suffused in your
Flesh
My tongue darting
In deliberate strokes
Look, darling
I am there and so expert
That you are on the
Crest of pleasure’s wave
Before you even awake
I have come
To steal you
Make you mine
Make you mine
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