Little Wickedness

Porcelain cheeks, rosebud mouth
hide cunning mischief
that lurks inside.

Dropping your decorous robe
lascivious lips curl around
murmured persuasions
nuzzling nakedness
your smile
beguiles

A shiver down a sinuous spine
foraging finger tips fathom
a sharp intake of breath
sensuous rhythms
rock together
forever

Dawn slides into morning
decorum is restored;
appearance is all.


Written in response to Sadjeβ€˜s What do You See #76 photo prompt.

Image credit: GoranH on Pixabay
The image shows a small porcelain angel sitting in a prayer mode.

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