SINFUL SOUL (Poetry)
Fire in my soul desired for you,
Although the frame was ignited too.
A shiver ran down my spine,
When palm touched bare figure of mine.
Excitement rushing under the skin,
Making every second of our contact Sin.
Exploring down the trek,
Your lips resting on my neck.
Passion exploded in every breath,
When you placed intense kisses beneath.
Excitement rushing under the skin,
Making every second of our contact Sin.
The scent of your thick cream,
Mixed in the air; matched the theme.
I tasted you until I was dizzy,
And my toes curled – up frizzy.
Excitement rushing under the skin,
Making every second of our contact Sin.
Need to feel it deep inside,
Slide it down into the hollow guide.
My nails engraving down your back,
As the iron-rod hits; bottom of track.
Excitement rushing under the skin,
Making every second of our contact Sin.
© KRYSTAL (Pen Name)
