Trigger Warnings
Our Winds of Passion Never Change
Upon the writing on the wall
Our words of lust did fall
Our winds of passion never change
Only to be recharged again
For the poetic words we write
Your quill of black silky spraying ink
Writes on my untamed page of living white
As together we explore every crisp new unwritten page
So many unspoken words
Our poetic words are the writing on the wall
One day to be a poem on a crisp white moving page
One of the many of our pages we have written
Our lust and passion written in a poetic book
This is where our lust and passion is written so beautifully erotically
We can always take a naughty sneaky look
At our own uniquely written erotica poetry book
Your Naked Poet
Toria
9/3/2022
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