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The sinful taste of poisoned lips
I'm drunk on him, immerse me
Deserving of his fingertips
Explore me, show no mercy.
Lustful urges, all consuming
In blackness, I await him
The need is overpowering
Will I sink or will I swim?
In midnight light, he comes to me
With wanton hands he captures
Undresses me with savage glee
Each touch he breaks and fractures.
My body bruised i've had my fix
Release is mine to savour
Discharge him now I've had my kicks
My fantasy, my saviour.
all power corrupts and non more so than the power of ...well, you get my drift... Tommy
I'm reading this work now- reading you as I read.
:)
Powerful stuff. D.H. Lawrence would surely
have approved!
Michelle J L Cooper
Fri 1st Aug 2014 17:16
Love that poem very powerful :)
To execute overpowering
sinful forbidden lust
fixed then discharged
stimulates them both
writer and reader.
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Ged the Poet
Tue 5th Aug 2014 11:56
Wow... just read this.
I agree with Phil. Very hot in every sense.
'Release is mine to savour
Discharge him now I've had my kicks
My fantasy, my saviour'.
Superb!