Erotic: A Poem

Poetry, Uncategorized 1 Minute 
I can taste your skin
just by looking at you.
The texture is flat
and smooth
against my tongue.
Your lips on my skin
pull the string
below my bellybutton
tighter.
Your breath invades me 
and everything is hot. 
Drink me in
and let me drown.
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Published by birdiefudge

My name is Birdie, and I eat no for breakfast.

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