Undressed

I dream of words tossed above covers and emotional armor unhinged, the way lace and cotton fly over duvet seas and a bra is unclasped.

I dream of poetry between your lips transcribed between my legs. Not merely a tongue I desire, but its swirls and flicks that articulate ceaseless wonders.

I want the art of your mind, expressed through your mouth, delivered into my body.

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