She studies his torso,
surveys lines and curves,
tracks
sinews
. and
. flesh,
melts,
wishes she was butter:
s p r e a d o u t ,
simmering,
glistening
in those crevices,
turning into warm caramel
within his embrace.
The imagery! Excellent.
Glad you like it! 🙂
Great write!
Thank you.
you are welcome!
I love how deliberately sensuous and sexy this is. Being a sexy writer takes courage! *applause*
Meanwhile, I’m looking for Werther’s Originals…
Sweet, and far from syrupy.
I have been told that I walk a very fine line, barely avoiding syrup. 🙂
What can I say?
My, it’s warm in here.
😉
melting, perhaps?
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Shawn Bird is a high school English teacher, poet, and author in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary and a former Rotary Youth Exchange Student.
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The imagery! Excellent.
Glad you like it! 🙂
Great write!
Thank you.
you are welcome!
I love how deliberately sensuous and sexy this is. Being a sexy writer takes courage! *applause*
Meanwhile, I’m looking for Werther’s Originals…
Sweet, and far from syrupy.
I have been told that I walk a very fine line, barely avoiding syrup. 🙂
What can I say?
My, it’s warm in here.
😉
melting, perhaps?