Sunset in the field of thorns

MB Blissett

Acting upon
A decision
Taken in a
Single breath
My fingers caress
The way a hand
on a clock
Caresses each second
As you run
Into the sunset of
Your orgasm
Through a field of
Thorns as each sharp
Ache builds upon the
Last and your flesh
Filling the air
Around us with
Your breath
And as I kneel
Watching you throb
And your eyes glow
You whisper your
Appreciation with
A look
A touch
Nothing more
Yet it is everything

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By MBBlissett

Writer. Working on book-length projects and posting fiction and poetry here.

You can find more about me here:

Represented by SMART Talent Agency (

I am available for writing projects via my agent, Kelly and I look forward to hearing from you.

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