Buttons..Shh…Written By Nichole Sulpizio


My dream of his white shirt 😉


Closing the door

I want more

Picking his white shirt off the ground

Smell of musk

He is nowhere to be found

Button down

Soft to the touch

Try it on

Lossen some

Coming undone

To the thought of how he must feel


Wrapped snug around me

Like a glove

Kissing the shirt with neutral lips

Hoping to savor

A simple taste

Of him

Losing control

Wanting to explore

The essence of this man

Whom i do not know

But need too

Lost in the dream

Eyes closed


I hear the door

Dropping it to the floor

Will he smell my perfume


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