Everest

Beads of sweat
heated skin
eyes closed
feeling him
against me
in the night
the dark again
comes as I
come in waves
against him
swallowing
all my moans
biting lips in
vain to keep
sounds in
they still escape
to heights that
rival Everest
peaking with
intensity that
sets me high
upon a view
of mountains tall
the rolling hills
of breasts and bones
the sweat still
avalanching down
tracing lines
like tears crying
purest joy

 

~ by Emily C.

 

3.14.16

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      1. Yeah, I really hate it when it does that for no reason. It’s nearly ruined friendships because of its erroneousness. And I’m not checking spam every day, so by the time I get to it, I find several. It’s not you!

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