Pull out the handcuffs tonight
spiked collar and stilettos
Fingers tracing lips and bottoms for hours
And we only been here for a minute
While we embracing, teal colored nails
Grazing your arms and shoulders
Cheeks makes your hands happy when they in them
I feel the intention to climb you
Divine you
Spiked collar, tight for you
Allowing the night with you
To make me loose
To lose our minds
When we make all these sins
My stilettos in the air
You lifting me to heights
Higher than the ceiling
I’m begging you
While you relieve me of everything
And everything is releasing
My knees by my shoulders
While you between them
losing yourself in my flesh
Taking all my moans
As we shiver in explosions
Disclaimer: This poem just came from within my inner depths. All photography and original art for this post was created or captured by Hetheru Mer Djehuty. Thank you so much for your support. Please feel free to like, comment, criticize, make suggestions or say “hi”.
This is an original poem dreamed up, written and copyrighted by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.



