Love the sheer erotic narrative here that draws me in and makes me want to stay until the very end. Truly a hot poem that inspired bedroom thoughts and feelings. I could feel this deep down where the sun doesn’t shine.

John

Passionately penned, Fia. You always make the temperature hotter with your writes my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

” They start with that whisper that hits behind the ear

A practiced tone

That causes goose bumps and raises those baby hairs ”

Yeahhh…this paints a pic of some nice memories.

Nicely written

Naaj

I’ve always been accused of being a grown man… now you know why… this was a great story.. perfectly done…love it.

Hi there Vision, I don’t know, I’ve been on this whole spinnaker of how life used to be. I think it’s the fact that the past 30 + years, life in America has just been decimated and eliminated; everything America was, is truly gone. And I’m feeling the burn. It’s not like generations before, where things would change and that was the way life goes, but it hasn’t just changed, It’s just gone.
Thank you for visiting. I always appreciate your presence on my page❤️
Jackie

I don’t agree with everything but that’s okay. Your work makes you think. It’s a topic that is right at the front of the world but everyone is ignoring it. I like how you just tackled the issue in the room.

You might enjoy Ray Bradbury’s short Story “The Veld” it echoes what you are highlighting here.

Keep up the intensity my friend
I really enjoyed this

James

This is a new series I’m writing with fucked up concepts.

Wow… that is so different from Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood train, C.S.
I’ll never eat cornbread the same
Hang on… I’ve got some guys working in the yard

xoxoxo

Beautifully penned, Daniel. An amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Sensational! You’ve illustrated such a lovely image here.. in the words of my friend, PoetSpeak,

BIG LIKE

xx
~P.G💋