Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

 Unsure of lewd display she turns

To hide the fire which within burns,

Wishing her flames could be set free,

But frightened of her fate if he...

Should see her naked secrets bared,

Oh, what she'd do if she but dared,

The liquor feeds her inner fires,

Sets loose lascivious desires.

Lashed about by inner storms

For him she dances and performs,

Naked goddess of temptation,

Body story, dance narration.

Face flushing and her breasts on fire

As the madness drives her higher,

She falls, he catches, arms around,

At last she knows her freedom's found.

 - Copyright November 22, 2023 by Donovan Baldwin

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 7:49 AM