Sorry due to personal reasons i will be absent for an unknown period of time
Thank you for your friendship and may the Lord watch over you all and keep you safe. ❤❤❤❤
Painted Nails, drawing blood ... red tattoos,
upon the wanton canvas
of his flesh.
Hair pulled back hard,
her slender throat exposed,
to his carnal animalistic need to bite... to taste the heat of skin.
Backs arched
hips raised
toes curled seeking purchase,
Within the fallen landscape
of notted silk and cotton sheets.
Screams of pained pleasure echo... reverberate as vertebrae twist and contort
two bodies moving as one within a singularity of the dance
where the only rhythm
is their own movement ... the only beat their two hearts
crying out to one another.
Raised voices escaping their lips in exasperated gasps and feral grunts
as they collapse,
their exchange spent
sweat mingling ... pooling in natural crevices
as fervent prayers turn to silent whispers
as lips wetted ... bitten and softly ... pulled
adding salt to open wounds
with
a selacious smile.
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Author:
woundedheart (
Offline) - Published: December 20th, 2021 07:19
- Category: Erotic
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Comments2
Love this full of lust and deviant desire
Thought been a long while since my pen wrote selacious delights thought id see if i still could. Thank you for reading ☺
Well I enjoyed reading your work so thanks for sharing
Glad some one(s) having fun there! Poor old Orchi don't get much salacious stuff personally! heehee. (me being daft).
Oh im sure that's an understatement as not all passions are physical such as art music poetry. I had fun writing as it has been years since I penned poetry on rival sites. Thanks for reading 👍
Oohh, it's me being daft - too sheltered, must get me coat and get out more, etc! lol.
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