Photo by Birmingham Museums Trust on Unsplash
Looking At You, Open the gates of my senses
I smell the fresh paint of a sexual atmosphere
The taste of sweat is very salty to my tongue
Your skin all wet from overwork exhaustion
I hear your gulps of pure delight from my sexual touch
About the Creator
Mariann Carroll
Proactive for positive change.Born in the City of Chicago ,Illinois.
Multi race .Studied in a foreign country .Fluent in several languages .
fascinated by diversity.A Romantic and a dreamer.Interest in healthy living
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