Desire

The autumn wind combs the sunlight into golden locks

Resting on his heaving chest from a satisfying afternoon nap

Her chestnut eyes crackling in the fire of longing

Such desire, too wild to tame

Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊 View all posts by Cassa Bassa