Midnight,
splash of tangerine
single glow of a street lamp
where roses riotously bloom
and heat aligns with supple thighs.
Perfectly red
these lips gauge contours
of your devilishly handsome shape
taste fire and storm
as hour gives way to a soul binding kiss.

 

 

Photo credits: Pinterest

Posted for “QuadrilleΒ #73” @ dVerse Pub

& on the Tuesday Platform @ Real ToadsΒ