beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

No Assembly Required

You cross the

Threshold

Where you slip

Free of thought

Obligations

For a time

I offer myself

To be earned

No assembly required

But some work involved

My hands around your

Wrists

Telling you who you 

Belong to

Driving hard into you

My eyes blazing with

Want

Fucking you into

Feeling

Your beauty

Makes a beast of me

And you make fists

Of my fur

As we couple

Savage with the drive

To be full 

Of my fury

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