©2021 Michael Raven
fingers tracing that place between waistline and skin lips liquid fire against your neck swallowing sweet, sweet sighs
incubus/
midday edge of heaven/
©2021 Michael Raven
yard machines invading midday slumber bliss under a veil of sheets do you really need to leave? asked with a pout you ponder finger mocktapping on cheek i think i have time you say a smile a fey wink crawling under kissing hip, then thigh
breadcrumb: fishnets
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