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Late Night

Poetry & Prose | October 10, 2011
By Diane Wegge

 

His kisses were electric,

Late night their tongues clacked in the hall,

Bodies colliding, pressing, feeling,

Buzzing, hot electricity in the night,

Tunnel vision, hearts racing, hands moving,

Arched back, relaxing, receiving him,

Grasping palms, flames dancing on the walls,

Peaking, shivering, convulsing,

Exploding,

Nuzzling, cuddling, longing,

Leaving.