Baby’s Dream

I lay
cool air caressing
burning skin
your finger tips
drawn down the spine
oh my god
liquid leaks
I am yours
as you are mine.
Finger flicks
track of lash
across the ass
Oh my god
not sure
think I may die
each orgasm
a delicious ride.
Tears leak
sodden pillow
needing your warmth
needing your arms
flick of tongue
Wake in morning
wrapped in muffled sleep
close the door
lock behind
heart of mine
never shall I weep.
©May 9/20
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Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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