Words from The Sunday Whirl.

I’m a messy combination of half-naked woman and sex hormones. It’s too hot to ache for a body against mine yet that’s exactly what I want.

So… Overheated
Needing spread limbs to twine
Wind tightly together

Craving a strong hand
Around my sweat slicked throat
Fisting through my tangled hair

Such thoughts cause desire to swirl higher
Seeking an outlet for unquenched rapture

I need…
Fingers pinching at each breast
Lips seeking slick lust down below

Oh, please.
I need
Yes, yes, I need
To feel so much more

I’m aching to find completion
I need relief
Liberation from this heat


I like it when you talk to me

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