Essence of Cinnamon

Form: Free Verse

The first scent as my eyes open
is you
a spicy reminder of lust
burning my mind like a breath of cinnamon
with the wild ride
of the night before
before we slept
your hair cascading on your pillow
abandoned to the grasp of my fingers
as my lips savour the flesh of your shoulders
your breasts
until you yield to your own desire
and my body takes your hunger
for its own satisfaction

© JG Farmer 2020

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