A Little Poem for Leap Year

This year is a leap year, giving us an extra day in February. If you're cold, frozen, and tired of the dark, you're probably not real happy about this. However, if you want to ask your lover to marry you, ladies, February 29th is the day. I've written a short poem about this special event:

 

I Leap, I Soar
By Naomi Bellina

He lights my fire, he fans my flame of desire
I want him
I want to feel his hands on my face
To lick his skin
To taste his sweat.
To dig my heels into his ass
To hear him moan.
To peel the layers
To find the deep love.

I want to keep him forever
Mine, all mine.

To read the rest and enter my contest, visit Maria-Claire Payne for her Friday Night Lites column. The challenge was to keep it short, 169 words. Sometimes a quickie is fun!  http://maria-clairepayne.com/friday-night-lites-welcome-naomi-bellina