Untamed - Poem by Vonda Overlie
Wild, uninhibited free to be me.
Not wanting to conform to the image of a 'Mom'
I am a woman. Desire burns in me.
Wanting, needing, waiting to be caressed.
I will be your 'whore'
Yours and yours alone.
I yearn for your touch.
Fill me with your love..
Quench my thirst.
In the morning I am left wanting more.
I will arise put on my day face
With a twinkle in my eye.
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