New Year’s Wish
Under a heavy, red velvet sunset we slip out of this year and naked we enter the next.
May it bring the whispery touch of strong fingers on soft skin, and the raking of fingernails down backs arched in orgasm. May it bring teeth biting into shoulders and the moans that are thus stifled. May it bring tongues tracing collar bones and lips wrapped around hardened nipples so that suckling mouths can consume them. May it bring fullness and friction and heat and ecstatic release.
May it bring love and compassion and peace.
And may it bring passion, and may the passion be yours to share.
Photo by Molly
May your wishes be filled,
May your sadness be stripped off;
For you to moan in happiness, I wish all luck and lust.