Thursday, 11 October 2012

Whipping him In

Whipping her footsteps
while dragging him along
singing and whistling
to his own song

Tempted by wondering
eyes roll around
moving of others
make his heart pound

Smoldering shelters
hidden all around
pushing him into
the darkness
moving his ground

Sweet smells
curiousity dwells
speechless thoughts
dominating her all

Locked in
emotions of when
sweat rolled over
his bare shoulder

Skin exposed
taunting looks
wondering eyes
endless books

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