capture breath

(A poem and photo of me especially for International Masturbation Month of May, although every month’s a good month for this I think you might agree)

I touch myself
I touch again
quiet curves
silent words,

basking shadows

I touch myself
I find me
opening
slow begin,

asking shadows

I touch myself
I slide in
glistening
enveloping,

lasting shadows

I touch myself
my privacy
capture breath
my tiny death,

aching shadows.

capture breath_

ยฉ Emmaleela

13 Comments

  1. OMG ! How I love waking up to the stimulus of your erotic poetry – just the tonic I need to start my day – THANK YOU Emma !

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