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waiting to cum


the room is tense, it's like 100 degrees right now

and I'm burning up while I open up to your love

you spin me around and we toss and turn in rythmic motion

I am on a high greater than the finest grade of weed could ever produce

it keeps getting hotter and you begin to shift your movement

you begin to give me love quicker and harder 

I feel it, I am about to lose myself to you

And as soon as I feel it coming, you pull away

Damn I was waiting for the climax

The climax that I could never get.

Because you left. 

Because you left.

I gotta start all over again.

I have to search for someone else to love

someone who will give me the perfect high

that I never come down from

someone who will give me their love harder and harder without pulling out

someone else I can lose myself to

But that'll take a while

cause now I'm so cold, cold-blooded

the room is tense damn, its like below 30 in here

 

 

 

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I am a resident of Georgia but I attend the University of Kentucky. I write anything from long stories, short stories and of course poetry. Instagram: @blackxdiamonds Snapchat: beautyofnature5

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