Roses Are Red…

 

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I’m using my hand
But I’m thinking of you

I’m taking my time
Moving slow
Touching softly
I’m starting to grow

I’m thinking of you
In my favourite pose
I’m getting faster
I’m coming close

A highlight reel
Of you and me
Flashes through my mind
As I achieve ecstasy

Now I sit
With myself in hand
Getting some tissues
Unable to stand

I share this intimacy
Right now with you
Hoping that the next time
My one will instead be our two


 
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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