In between my lips
By Tamyara Brown
Shh... Twenty minutes is all I have to partake in this love session.Now I'm on my knees and you know these lips aim to please. The week is long and your stress to the max. Purple lips on your stick, your hands in my braids and your eyes close. Curse words flowing, slurping sounds from my lips is your intoxication. Dress in your favorite t shirt that says, "my husband is th ish." Cell phone ringing, heavy breathing, tears dripping from your eyes, your watermelon coating my lips. Mission accomplished.
Author Tamyara Brown
My love for writing is unconditional. It is my sanity in this crazy world.