Intimate moments

Our intimate moments made me feel trapped in his spell,
Slowly observing every muscle of his physique,
Making me beg for mercy.
playing with my body like a pianist
A soothing melody was composed
Touching me with his sedate hands
to electrify the burning fire in me.
As I become the subject of exploration.
He unlocked the doors of restricted limitations.
I observe his movements.
He began to write a beautiful chapter in our memoirs,
His eyes just puts me on edge,
Giving myself time to understand his note during my power search
He has a tied grib of my feelings.
making me seen as fragile,vulnerable
while I breathe the air of trouble.
Every word he utter brings me down on my knees.
Keeping me in silence,
Convince me to act upon his rebellious.

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Author: motloungmaditjhaba

I am an African woman who enjoy reading novels,listening to music,writting poetry is my addiction and I am a loving person.I am taking this journey to find myself.I realized that in order to find peace in my life, I got to let go and accept my imperfections.You might not know me with the naked eye but I believe my art will paint my image in your head perfectly well.I've met you before in the world only known by us.I've seen your smile and you are a friend,sister,brother,mother,father without limitations.With your love I conquer anything and build the strongest foundation and path that lead to eternal happiness.

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