Wild & Free!

Nestling my fingers into his,

Embracing his lips with a kiss,

Sweetness melts into me like a nectar feast,

In decades I haven’t had such a treat!

 

Eyes closed, feeling the pleasure,

Fingers untangle, groping the stature,

Of the musk scented breathing star of mine,

Whom I’ll prefer over the most expensive wine.

 

Our heated bodies radiate a light,

Of desire reaching its zenithal height,

I obediently succumb to the feelings of my heart,

Gorging hungrily on his every body part.

 

‘What independence means to you’ was the question,

‘Describe in twelve lines’ was the condition,

For me it means my imagination running free and wild,

And visualizing things considered inappropriate for a child.

 

– A fourteen year old (at heart).

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