Smooth
You draw me in with an effortless grace
Your moves are smooth. You draw me in with an effortless grace. Your face. Those eyes. It’s no surprise that I feel myself falling, like my soul is calling to yours, like I’ve known you before.
Your kiss is bliss. Your lips are warm, and edible, and it’s incredible how you make my insides sing; how you bring me to my knees even while I’m still upright and standing, with a kiss at once demanding but also inquiring, and I find myself desiring to be held in your arms, to give in to your charms and surrender all I am to your powers, like the petals on flowers coaxed open by the sun’s heat.
My heart skips a beat when your fingers traipse and then linger on the small of my back — oh, alas and alack! — I am caught in your web, a delicate thread that you weave all around me, and how it astounds me that I could succumb, my composure undone so easily, for all to see Simply, irrevocably, ensnared by one simple move in your seduction so smooth.
Jupiter Grant is a self-published author, blogger, narrator and audiobook producer.
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