Skin to Skin



When he first held her she was all skin and bones

Rail thin


Drawn looking with hollowed cheeks

He held her gently for fear she might break

She seemed as delicate as bone china

Seeds of romance were planted

Enriched in the soil born from gracious tending

Seedlings took root

Then were transplanted

Growing stronger with every lustful union

He wrapped her in white downy covers

Cocooning her and feeding her with the sweetness of his love

She began to bloom

A lustrous buttercup flower


Displaying curves and small handfuls of flesh

She’s bursting

A luscious garden

Born again

Sown from seeds of love


Day 11. Inspired by one word: fleshy

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