Slow Burn

Day 3. AJ’s on course not a lot of extra words. The prompt was a slow burn time oriented poem.

Waggle a finger,
A heated glance shot your way.
A brush of our lips.

A gentle caress.
Soft sounds from your mouth.
Tugging to your room.

Teasing words are said.
Buttons undone slowly now.
And into black fade.

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