Once flame. Gone. But the memories:
You rocked me
Hands up my thighs.
Inner vision…..I came to you.
The time was night. And I remember.
I wanted to see you - feel you slide
warm gorgeous. More. More.
Hands pulling at my hair. Holding me by the neck.
I cry out. You had me begging.
Breath comes hard.
Pull me back.
Bend me. Slap me, again. Slap me - gently.
I want you.
I want to bend for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem