Risky Tryst

I’m the only
one scattered
over our clothes
when the morning
comes, shattered
over what we
just did.
Sultry moans control
our breathing.
The candle flames
flicker between
salty passionate kisses.
I’ve got
but one mistake
to embrace
when the evening
sweeps warmth
of its glory
here with me
will you be
unashamedly in bed.

Twitter – @AC0040

(© 2023 AC)

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