His brown eyes pulled me in
Away from the noise, the din
I was trapped in his gaze
A fly in a web
His lips a rosy hue
Will he make me anew?
His fingertips, cold and enticing
Chocking me, claiming me
The chains cold on my skin
No control over me or him
I dance to his tune
And he plays as he wishes
I like it
I love this, to submit
This is my place
Like a plague, its in my veins
Lust and loves delirious trains
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Author:
Addy (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 24th, 2023 06:58
- Category: Erotic
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Comments4
You don't write like a 17 year old.
Ina good way or bad way?
I was trying to remember my feelings all those years ago.
Probably lined up with yours but I wouldn't have had the maturity to put in on paper.
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Or maybe you do.
Hiya, I really enjoyed the rawness of this poem, thank you for sharing it 🙂
Thank you ♥
I could feel your words, absolutely love this!
Thanks ♥
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