he worshipped my body
on the couch
and satisfied my thirst for his lips
in the kitchen
we pleasured our way through the apartment
before falling asleep exhausted
in the bedroom.
ideal tour
infusing poetry into the mundane
infusing poetry into the mundane
he worshipped my body
on the couch
and satisfied my thirst for his lips
in the kitchen
we pleasured our way through the apartment
before falling asleep exhausted
in the bedroom.
A.P. Bastian 