Synched-up sighs; unzip that zip
When you touch me, sparks will fly
Mouths meet; eyes open; hands on
I use them now to see you
My lips form four-letter words
Take my hunger; give me yours.
I hereby challenge all Undead Poets –
7 Lines/7 Syllables in Heaven: The Sexy-Off
Like the old party game, but so much better. You know what you like. Now, write it.
Please note: this is NOT a flash challenge. Goodness knows a satisfying result is worth a little fore… thought. Post your hottest seven (seven-syllable) lines by tomorrow night.