beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

I come when called

I come when called

Invited

There are tests

Thresholds

Because I am not indiscriminate

Many call to me

But my presence

Is a prize

To be earned

But still you come

My voice thrumming in your breast

Eager to know

My touch

My kiss

The bruising fury of my urgency

Used to open you

Dash yourself against the

Unyielding strength

I offer

My animal virtue

My lustful prudence

Shadows cast

From a different place

Than

This

You are welcome

To play

Come

Go

Play

Come

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