Two Lavenders
The 1st,
She caressed my soul with music,
I felt my leaves were dancing with her rhythms.
The 2nd,
She touched my mind,
The words were a river flowing through my body.
The 3rd,
She blew the candlelight onto the wings of my butterfly,
My rosebud was on wet fires of passion.
The 4th,
She whispered the breeze on every part of my curves,
My body flew into the moonlight while my body arched.
The 5th,
Her eyes touched the starlight in my eyes,
She ordered gently, "Separate your legs, sweetheart.".
Her music, Her tongue, Her fingers, Her words, Her breath
All of her entered inside me in turns.
First one, second one, third one,
I was tired and shaken,
She was tired and shaken,
The bed was tired and messy.
The moon was smelling like two tired two lavenders.
1 year ago
