Sunday, October 25, 2015

The scent




Nothing more


You lay there
With that look upon
Your face
And I left
With a lingering
Taste
On my lips
And the sent
Of sex in the air
Like a cat
Feline stretch
Content
Not I though
For me was but a taste
I'm a wreck
A waste
And I left
Needing more
And more
And more
Please Now I have need
Nothing more


Chris McQueeney ©2015


The Mag

14 comments:

  1. Lovely take on the picture

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  2. Sharp, incisive, impressive...

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  3. Nice write. I felt the need, the want. Emotions come through well.

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  4. She does have one of "those kinds of faces" so angel like.

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  5. Ah ha, a similar interpretation. She is content for now, you can continue the journey (I am sure).

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  6. Burrowed into his soul, it seems . Best to stay with ones body

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  7. yes...sensual atmosphere!

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  8. Such a nice rhythm. My favorite part:
    Like a cat
    Feline stretch
    Content

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