Dear Piel…
querida, as I pass
my fingers along your neck I can feel your heart beating, pulsating, racing…
breathing heavier as I take… what is mine. Each beat wanting me to feel my way
into you… that spot where strength meets your breasts, your arms held down,
skin soft… that scent… hard to describe… my lips leaving my mark on your
shoulder, down your arms, licking your elbow… your hip bone… your knees, your
ankles… Michelangelo’s best work… but that scent… I leave you and it stays with
me for hour’s… tu olor de caramelo.
My tongue explores you
trust me
I won’t hurt you…
let me…
take you…
quiero
que me sientes…
tan
dentro de ti…
déjame
cojerte…
sentirte…
probarte…
your legs…
wrapped around me
shivering…
quivering…
you tremble with each touch…
I open you…
receive me…
slowly…
entering…
your mind…
feels me…
feeling you…
I can taste you on my tongue and we haven’t even gone there
yet
tamarindo
and chinola my
favorite fruits
bella
diosa
deep breathes
restraints
blindfolds
Dear Skin,
this letter is to let you know that you are on my mind but
your scent won’t let me concentrate.
You take my finger and place it where you want me.
Dear Skin,
how you feel on me
opening you
wider
wanting me entirely
The rain is pouring relentlessly
I take you slowly
Then faster
You beg me
I keep going
Under your breath
You want me to stay here forever
I take you
Somos
una
I feel you
I taste you in the ink of the page
Salivating
Craving
Desiring
I continue
Don’t stop
Go deeper
Right there
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TIME IS UP!
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