lust

In bed with Me #1

Taunting

 teasing

hinting

toying

daring

we dance

entwined

in

lustful tussle

back

forth

in

deep within

waves lick

constantly

until I’m consumed

insecurity

and

jealousy

making love to me

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An old poem I wrote years ago and found while spring cleaning. I have two with the same title.

Lovemaking Soulbreaker

She bites down to stop moans escaping

 nauseating lips brush down her neck  past bruises on her back,

 She holds her breath waiting,

 repulsive stench of alcohol fills her nostrils saturating her whole being

 He caresses her cheeks,

 he has slapped repeatedly

 Tenderly traces her nose,

 he makes bleed frequently

 She twitches as he strokes and caresses

over and past fresh bruises left by pounding fists

His pace quickens so does she,

she moves carefully to protect ribs kicked recently

She moves to meet him,

incase he thinks she’s faking this

Moans and groans burst forth finally free,

timed and building to release

 Together they soar,

 to compliment his masculinity

 “Was it as good for you as it was for me,” he whispers ever so tenderly

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I was hesitant on posting this piece. Anyway here goes.  Pls Let me know if you get it.

Maiya