I am awakened
By her breath
Soaking me up
Pulling me
Into a fire
A flame
I concede to
I am melting
I am heat
Becoming thirst
And trapped
To fill a cup
Only for her sips
Until pieces of me
Drip out
And roll down
Her mouth
Her neck
Her side
Trickling
Exploring
Every curve
Searching for hunger
That will fill
All her knowing
Longing to be stuck
Sticky
Sweet
Fading
Close to forbidden
Between the glow
Of a patient undoing
We don’t take our time
Time takes us
– Rivers








Passionately penned, WRW. Excellent write with lots of layers my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian