A cherry
craving lips,
the movement 
of her hips.

A taste 
of the unknown,
the sound 
of her moan.

A leather 
bound chair,
the pulling 
of her hair.

A desire
expertly heard,
the unspoken
word.

A woman
and a man,
the fulfillment
of a plan.


 
Z.P. Phillips

Z.P. Phillips moves into the edge of restraint and release, penning poetry and stories that seduce and sting. His work entwines lust with language, celebrates desire in every form, and opens the door to kinks kept hidden in the dark. Out now: Kink volumes 1, 2, & 3.

https://www.kinkypoetry.com/
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