POETRY
Lead the Way
I’ll follow willingly to a place where I am nought but putty…

If you reach out your hand to me, and gesture with that wicked grin, it won’t be long before you’ll see how much desire burns within —
inside my chest and in my core, and in the space between my thighs. Transforming lust makes me a whore, my language turned to grunts and sighs.
You lead the way and guide me to a place where I am nought but putty. My bones just melt when I’m with you. Oh, how you love to see me slutty
and desperate for your tongue, your fingers to such extent I cry and beg. Your breath upon my neck, it lingers, as your hand explores between my legs.
Head thrown back in joyous bliss, a strangled moan escapes my throat. My mouth grows thirsty for your kiss. On clouds of euphoria, I float.
Jupiter Grant is a self-published author, blogger, narrator, and audiobook producer. Buy me a coffee here: https://ko-fi.com/jupitergrant
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