Red Poem by Ghislaine Vandevoorde

Red



I fill my head
With neon lips
And kiss you red

The chapel's bell
Rings the rhythm of my hips
As my lips do swell

I queeze you in my arms
Dance my hips to the eclipse
Seduced by your charms

When our bodies sigh
The eclipse fills with whips
And takes us to the heatened high-


©gilly20180723

Monday, July 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: lust
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