Warm embers to raging flame
Swollen lips do bite
Burning kiss does brand
Every inch of her being
Gushing waves, heat does flush
Atop he rides, possessing her soul
Sheened body sore
Moans radiate from deep inside
Euphoric she is his
His to use, his to take
His to pleasure as he desires
His she has given for him and him only
In bed they lie, sweet slumber calls close
Ribbon collar rests proud
Stroked in between her fingers
Small smiles content touch her lips
In his arms, she is home


Violet Grey
Copyright, 2017 – Life of Violet
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*Picture – Pinterest

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