revealing a white neck
poised and vulnerable,
He fingers back some loose strands
of soft hair and moves his lips
into the target zone,
riddling her neck
with nerve-tingling kisses.
She breathes in,
lets out a shudder.
He knows her weak point
and finds it every time.
She turns to meet his lips,
his hungry eyes--
And once again becomes
her lover's prey.
oh!
ReplyDeletehey!
what a find, Kathy!
Lover's Prey is very, very nice!
wow - great writing!
peace,
Chuck
Thank you, Chuck, for the compliments and for commenting/becoming a follower.
ReplyDeleteMost of my blog posts are prose, but I decided to throw in a poem. It's very hard to get poetry published, so I thought I could at least share something with readers here.