beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Grand. Wild.Thing.

I could

Tear you apart

Right now

Push and pull

Tease you and

Show you my power

The grand, wild thing

That I am

The hairy man

Who lives within

The sweating flower

Between your thighs

Feel the hum

Of my lust

There

Then I would have you

Beneath me

Wallowing 

Swallowing

Finger painting

Across your flushed

Peach skin

Have faith

Little one

I will show you

Who you

Truly

Are

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