tangled sheets
intertwined sweaty limbs
gasps coming so swiftly
they are indistinguishable
is that your breath or mine
both Hollywood and Disney
have you sold on a lie
spending lifetime and savings
in search of eternal
first kiss fervor while
hoping for the drama of
stolen embrace in a
gentle downpour leaving
you heaving in wet t-shirts
and bulging jeans
sheets and back seats
passion pushers galore
(sigh)
my zeal is
for what’s real
after all
even turtles and
salamanders
can fuck
fearfree living 
Loved your message and the internal rhyme. Very cool, Wanda. xoA
Thank you for reading. I appreciate it.
This is great:)
Thank you for the read. I appreciate you stopping by.
Yes, yes, YES!!
Even turtles and Salamanders can fuck. I’d even say: they do! And probably enjoy it too 😉
HAHA! It’s true. It’s such an ordinary thing when you think about it. Thank you for the read.