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Lust Run Wild (Abridged Version)
What is this passion that runs so deep?
Nothing I have felt before,
I try so hard to treat her right
In truth I’d use her as a whore.
To bind her arms and throw her down,
To rip the bodice from her breast,
Bite her, squeeze her, make her moan,
Make her beg for rest.
Roll her on her belly smooth.
Raise her buttocks high,
Stroke them, slap them peaches pink.
Till tears run from her eyes.
As sweat runs o’er her body.
I lick from every pore.
And taste the salty fluids.
And still would crave for more.
I suck from ‘neath her pits,
I lap between her thighs.
I taste the juices flowing free.
As soon she shall taste mine.
Her tear stained face I cradle.
Her mouth she opens wide.
And twixt her lips those luscious lips.
I let my moist tongue glide.
And she can use those cherry lips.
And she can use her tongue.
;And we shall go to paradise
On a song of passion sung.
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Candlewitch
7 months 2 weeks ago
Dear Alex,
You wrote this poem with a flaming pen and your muse gone wild! I admired every line as it flowed freely from my lips as I read it aloud! my favorite lines are in the cool-down phase:
Her tear stained face I cradle.
Her mouth she opens wide.
And twixt her lips those luscious lips.
I let my moist tongue glide.
And she can use those cherry lips.
And she can use her tongue.
;And we shall go to paradise
On a song of passion sung.
only fabulous!
hugs. Cat xxx
Alex Tanner
7 months 2 weeks ago
Dear Cat
Those were the days. Alex