Four Horsemen

kitty the naughty poet

You entwine my thoughts 
tantalise and tease with words
as your conquest for my body
takes root within a single pat of hooves 
grazing on passions grass
sweet with a devilish twist 
my impulsive mind wars across untouched flesh
padding quietly in waiting, in want
famished in the groves of hell
craving affection from your torment 
from your words of torture 
but alas,
this fantasy is destined to wither
and death shakes my universe 
singing of apocalyptic treats
as the four horsemen of the apocalypse ride
conquest, war, famine and death.

  • Author: kitty the naughty poet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 8th, 2021 03:21
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  • dusk arising

    Cor! defeatist ending.... revel in the first horny half with that knight and his lance ready to joust.
    Mount up!

  • orchidee

    Now someone's getting greedy - four?! Swoon! lol.

  • woundedheart

    Love double entendre and word play and your inner meaning wrapped within the tale of revelations is very cleverly penned



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