your face, my pretty baby, is made of pure lust,
take every piece of me — take even more.
today i’m sitting still, my elbows on the desk.
the pictures in my head — the pictures.
your hands all over me, i know you’re wanting more.
take every piece of me — make me feel sore.
make it feel real.
till i am seeing colors.
and, baby, what a scene that is!..
you’re glowing in the dark,
and golden marks, and silver chains appear.
the world’s falling apart
in
bliss.
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- Category: Erotic
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Comments1
Fantastic. Very erotic and sublime use of language.
these are kind words i really needed to hear, thank you!
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