Drunk Love Sober by Jodie Lynne

Feathers fallen to the ground
each step he takes
set at sensual’s pace.
Life dancing…
behind his chiseled face…
one taste, his kiss
he’s heaven sent…
I’m heaven bound.
6′ 1″ bluest of eyes
drops my panties
to my thighs.
Depth of his voice
flashes his whole being
before my mind’s movie…
stuck on slow play.
I could do this
all damned day.

by Jodie Lynne

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