Lust

Mon, 08/14/2017 - 13:30 -- t4dp0l3

'Gainst pillow lounges lazily,

Naked contrast with his bed,

Calls soft and lackadaisically, 

Drawing you as though you're led. 

His image makes desire spark, 

In flashes of maroon,

And though the room is seeping dark,

He's lit beneath the moon.

Strong body lying comfortable,

He pats the space beside,

Luring you with gentle pull,

His hands a purple glide. 

His name begins 'temptation,'

And ends with 'tender kiss,'

This encounter's a foundation,

For his promised, short-lived bliss. 

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