Primal Desire

Sliding fingers
in my hair
gripped and let go

your eyes on my shoulders
lower down
to feast on the roundness

tips that taste searching
hurry around
slow down, fast they go

fingertips traces my lines
hard and soft
out my love secrets

sharp lines on my back
sway and sway
till you pin me down

in my mouth your whole
moan and groan
fireworks in the sky

fiercely beautiful
vaguely animal

breathed have you
life into me
my skin red alive

like a lioness
in heat
fiery flame, combustion

primal desire
this is love
this is soul

by Reshma Ramesh

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Aww this is such a sweet poem. All the best Love Becky