Don't speak,
Don't let another word escape your lips.
Let the walls listen and our bodies talk.
Our souls dance as one,
our moans the hypnotizing music.
Be my last meal and I will be yours.
Meet my thighs with your eyes,
I want you to salivate to the taste of me.
Look me in my eyes,
and love me harder,
if you can.
Let our bodies move to the rhythm.
I want to be your temple,
no one but you,
may enter.
These walls,
will forever remember our music.
YOU ARE READING
It's not all black and white
PoetryA personal collection of all my poems. >TW< This is my first book so if you enjoyed reading my poems feel free to vote and leave a comment. ❤️ Lots of love
