Monday, July 3, 2017

POETRY: MY HUNGRY FOR YOU

Shred through her defense, take control, 
Tear at her flesh, tug at her soul, 
Tell her to take off her clothes, pull her in, 
Committing sin, 
Grip her hair, pull it to the side, 
Teeth into her neck, nothing denied, 
Explore her curves, feel her skin, 
Touch her deep, feeling within, 
Grasp her tight, fingers thrashing, 
Scratch up her spine, nails lashing, 
Kiss her lips, look into her eyes, 
Tongue against hers, quivering thighs, 
Spin her around, bend her down, 
Lick her softly, moving to the ground, 
Tongue twirling, her legs quaking, 
Stand to take her, penetration breaking, 
Sliding in deep, the feeling tight, 
Thrusting hard, frictions ignite, 
Consume her desire, passion afire, 
Take her to her knees, grip her hair, 
Pull it tight, don`t be fair, 
Taking your time, having all night, 
Slipping in and out, feeling so right 
Flip her over, bodies grinding, 
Sense it coming, positions binding, 
Her legs wrapped, feel her quiver, 
Release all you have, all within her, 
Body becomes heavy, collapse to the floor, 
My demons satisfied, there is no more.

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