Metaphor

your arms are my shelter
more security
than any royal guard

touching you is electricity
my fingers sparking heat

breathing in your kiss
is survival

sadness sometimes
comes to visit
but cannot find its home here

we are my favorite erotic novel
dog-marked pages galore
revisited constantly

~ sensuali poetic ~

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