Malcolm James Furst

Words, words, words

I’m a Poet

I’m a poet, wanna dance?
I’ll wrap my words around your waist,
my tongue around your ear and pull you closer.

Listen carefully,
I want to make love to you, press myself into you and dance inside of you.
Let me hold you in my arms until you stir my soul.

If I can seduce you with my words, I will seduce you with my words.
I’ve been places in my mind that you would never let me go.

Let me go…
You captivate me.

2 Comments »

  ebbtide wrote @

delightfully sensual

  malcolmjames wrote @

glad you like it


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