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Sexting

leaveyouapen:

Her lips, when she talked,
moved over one another

like two people under
covers in the middle of the
night

fighting for more of each
other, her pronunciations

of sticky syllables were 
the moans and aches for 
a little harder,

her mouth swayed and 
strained, singing herself

into a higher sensual
position, the very verbal 

soundings of her words
showed her nakedness in-
side,

she’s a lusty lustful sound,
the vocabulary that I hear

becomes the sinful touch
of her skin I feel.
 

(via leaveyouapen)

11 months ago • 290 notes • June 20th
Tagged with prose