The Melting
written by: Kritika
down where I felt your breath
cooling the rage out of me
the beauty of your tingling touch
serpentine moves weakening me
glistening eyes speaking divine
crazily you put your hands on one mound
squeezing a groan out of my mouth
more of me wants more of us as hounds
topographically tagging my melting spots
so want you to take me to the shower
dripping water as the massage gel
the two bodies now have more power
biting and kissing and loving your groans
moved down to gulp your rage
admiring your swirling of the head
we are enjoying this more at this age
the beauty of your tackling me
your arms are my ceasing spot
aware you like us more than this
the relationship graph is always hot
My name is Kritika. Born and brought in the city of nawabs, Lucknow, India. I am a yoga enthusiast and wish to be a writer.
Latest posts by Kritika (see all)
- Falling Tender Leaves - September 11, 2021
- The Melting - January 25, 2021
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