POETRY: Touch My Soul Brother

My body was made so that I could touch you,

Feel you.

But my soul wants to get to know you.

My body surges with electricity,

Your light, yet firm grasps shock me,

From spine to groin.

Yet still, my soul would rather get to know you.

Your sex envelops me,

Sends and snaps my soul to body,

Gratefully trapped in its cage of flesh.

Yet, still my soul would rather get to know you.

Your scent consumes me,

Your eyes pierce through me,

Yes, now your soul is speaking to me.

We are not just flesh and bones,

We are spirits who lived multiple lives,

And here, right now the Universe has brought us together.

Breathe,

Heat.

We are in heat,

Birthed through sensual friction,

We are here together anew.

Our bodies were chosen for this.

But our souls have a much greater purpose.

Touch my soul brother,

Tongue licks clit

Touch my soul brother,

Clit throbs

Touch my soul brother

Wetness drips

Touch my soul brother,

Deep moans

Touch my soul brother

Clit swells

Touch my soul brother

Oh. My soul wants to get to know you.

Copyright © 2014 [SHARRAE LYON]. All Rights Reserved

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