2/19/2016 0 Comments The Secret by SK ThompsonThe Secret By SK Thompson He slipped his foot into her stiletto Breathless pleasure Purr of delicious ecstasy His milky white skin sapphire veins Cutting the surface of a clever arch He stood taller Back arched into a feline curl He felt his hips turn to molasses Dripping slowly to the left And slyly to the right His broad shoulders melting into A quiet whisper Come hither Her long black wig Silk drizzling down Grazing the small of his back And his heart broke with The beauty of the woman He hid in her shoes. The fire of shame Of his secret pleasure Consumed his light As he stood in the mirror Watching hot tears cut His blush into a blood river. About the author: SK Thompson is a scribbler, painter, whiskey connoisseur, and lover of pink starburst. IG: @moonrosegypsy
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