Amorous affections – In the Dark 22

Another month of M’s writing prompts lies ahead.  I did them all in December but was less successful in January.  Let’s see how we do in February shall we.

You can see the prompts here.


Gentle and tender his caress

pulse races, in his arms

Undying love he will confesses

He’ll never do her harm


She swears she’s his, her searching done

He knows that she’s the one

His roaming days are left behind

She’s his summer and his sun


She melts as lips, so soft and warm

Meet hers and deep she sighs

Her stomach flips, does somersaults

She’s lost inside his eyes


And under sun, both warm and bright

He knows she’ll be his bride

She bites her lip, and whispers sweet

“pop two fingers inside”