Sun kissed her lips
Winds groped her curves
Those shallow breaths were enough to dilate the fantasy,
Everytime her cups would bowl up to exude ecstacy,
Palms would harden to slip through pits and numb the splits,
Fingers would corn up to strum her clit,
Lips would be tempted to measure her curves,
Emerging from teenage, her hormones were in a rage and hype,
Her cherry was ripe for popping,
But she was consumed in window shopping
(a try at exploring erotic genre. no offence meant. tried to keep it sensual and away from being vulgar. feedback appreciated.)
The metaphor of nature with erotic genre works very well here. The last line is unexpected… window shopping 🛍 dramatic.
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So last line should i change ? I mean , if you can suggest any idea.
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Hi, it’s a fine work, I don’t think any change is needed.
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Cool
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