My Guilty Pleasure

a poem


Image by Damir Spanic on Unsplash

I know I shouldn’t but I can’t resist

The feel of your skin against my lips

I hand control to my body

As your touch shuts down my mind

I drink you in tasting every inch

Wearing your scent like a cloak



The Honest Perspective

Writing on female experience, race, motherhood & self-development. Columnist at Green Parent magazine & Parenting Top Writer. Follow me on IG @adeola_moonsong.