For many years, I wrote poetry more than I wrote fiction. It was an easier way to express myself, but I often wrote prose heavy poetry. There were characters and a story, emotions and a plot.
I wanted to share an erotic poem I wrote recently, just for fun.
We Become One
Your fingers graze my skin and
I am aflame with passion and
anxiety.
Touch me, love me,
control me now please
so I don’t have to feel.
We tangle in the dark,
our bare thighs touching,
my mind slowly relaxes then let’s go.
My nails dig in,
your kisses make me drunk with lust.
I pray reality never returns me from this place.
