Poetry Blog by Mary Stuart

Tags from last 12 months

Breathe

I refuse to let you go!... although you are not mine to claim.

Even more so after every stolen moment together.

My soul feels as though it's occupying my body for the first time.

I can feel and hear my laboured breathing while the sweat created from the explosion of passion runs down each temple.

I hear nothing else but that sound...dragging me back to the moments before when you enter...

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