Poetry · Writing

3 a.m Fantasies

Little kisses along your jaw.
Turn deep and raw.
3 a.m fantasies made real.

Fingers tracing patterns
down my thighs.
Silken Ribbons,
bind me to you.
I don’t stop you.

Because tonight,
I’m yours,
And you’re mine

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