LoveLust

The slightest touch
A brush of lips
The silk of skin
The bloom of bruises
Marks from teeth
Deep lines of red
puffed out
From pale skin

Electricity running over
sensitive flesh
Shivers race
Down your spine

Heavy breathing
A breathy sigh
Your grip tightens
cling tighter
as passion peaks
Loving kisses
Burning eyes
Expressions of
love or
lust?

-Dani Morgan