The Melting

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 … Continue reading The Melting