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His lascivious, lust-filled
Gaze is the color of
           An oncoming storm.

He loves me.

His breath, hot and heavy,
A whirlwind of carnal need
          Leaves me damp.

He loves me not

His hands so rough and ready,
Birth Goosebumps upon my skin,
          Like hot water over cool breasts.

He loves me

His lips how they whisper,
Promises like entwined limbs weak,
          From long nights.

He loves me not

He chases the shivers running up
The fine curve of my canvas with,
          The consuming flaming that-

He loves me

Grows with every kiss and caress,
His aching desire against mine,
          This night, my morals melt-

He loves me not

Until there is nothing else left but hunger,
The burn of bourbon and slick skin,
            Soft and firm-

He loves me

Drawn out over eager bodies,
Controlled by lubricious longings,
           Stretching and straining”

He loves me not

As we stroke this flame,
So deep inside,
          Between us,

Again,

          Gasping for air,

And again,

          Clawing,

And again,

          Moaning,

And again,

          Screaming…

Gods
Have
Mercy!

And I am lost.

What if he loves me?

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  1. Tamara 9 years ago

    This is sexy and I knows it

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