beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Except Surrender

Bare skin

Warmed by the sun

The words swim like

The light and I steal

Glances like sips of cool water

Fuel for the fire which

Smoulders

Blazes

Flames licking at my

Insides but controlled

With each breath

At every turn

Willing to take

Use

Fill you with the

Force of intention

This rough handed animal

You make of me

All without doing

Much anything at all

Except

Surrender

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