Monday, January 27, 2020

Name


His lips were soft like velvet
Meeting mine with violent fury.
My eyes made contact with his,
But everything else went blurry.

The room faded into only hues
Mixes of red and gold
His hands roamed across
A land previously unknown.

Every move he made was
Smooth and inviting as the fire
That flickered in the background
Illuminating our desire.

He loved with such a passion,
That tangled with his pain.
He showed me a whole new world,
But I never even got his name.

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