tenderness bruised in
rushed kisses
with chapped lips
drinking ravenously at the neck,
couldn’t get enough of it
– the quickening pulse –

Eyes gleaming in the moonlight
moving fast with fumbling fingers
tracing all the curves and dips
it hastily discovers.

Light from Lita
See you soon.


7 Replies to “Indiscretion”

        1. Front row seat to watch the demise of your country? Not many are able to stomach it [ Majority of the guys I know said they’re either drinking til they blackout or sleeping til the final ones are announced. ]

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