Sultry Smoke
The glide of our fervid breath
intermingles,
caressing the sultry air.
It settles on blush
of lavender, vanilla, and musk.
As lips contour silence in soft strokes,
we smolder in rush of blood.
Limbs languish under silk
of summer haze,
recharging the still of night.
Written 6/5/20 for Nette Onclaud's
Some Kind of Sensual Contest
*45 words
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2020
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