Late
January 31, 2018
My body aching for that spurge of desire
I want you on top and pulling me in
Those aching screams as you pull me under
twisting and turning me around
holding me by my neck
screaming in my ear
words of desire
tension in the air
I can't hold on much long
I think I might just burst.
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