Poetry

Night owl

Posted by Ama Rose on

I feel at home in cloaked rooms

dark tones, and spotlight.

I.

Find a way to be today, but tonight.. I come alive..

Sliding between my thighs, the jewels of ever wrenching desires,

I…want to dance in your eyes tonight.. And disappear in the day light..

Come catch me

-Ama

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