Photo by Heng Films on Unsplash

Almond and honeyed butter, the scent lingered,
A pendant upon her neck she mindlessly fingered,
Removing a wooden clasp, hair fell in midnight waves,
The action of coupling turning mere men to slaves,
Rolling and heavy of breath, hand to matted brow,
A lingering eye, a smacking of lips, “c’mon, take me now”.

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Ben Barling

Ben Barling

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Managing Director at DIGITAL BASE, Bangkok. Hobbies include photography, videography, listening to metal and getting my nerd on with some RPG and card games.

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