Posted in Prose, Relationships

Twisting My Head

Twisting my head

things that she said

wanting her more

than allowing myself

passions flare

like sunspots erupting

confusing the signals

between love and lust

Throwing caution

to the winds,

and getting

blown away

by her blustery

intentions…

 

 

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American living in Denmark.

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