beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Breath Has No Doubt

No doubts

About the trust

As my hands find

Where you breathe

Surrender and find

What freedom feels like

Take the ride

To wet, shuddering liberation

Fuck the sheets to sodden rags

Underneath us

And I whisper

How I want to

Fit my hand inside you

Not to shock or frighten you

Because the only thing which

Does is for you to

Never know

The depths of my ravishment

To smell my fur on the breeze

And you to water

Slick with want

Ready to know what

Angels whisper

In their throes

of pleasure

Your eyes grow wide

Plead for liberation

I can no more stop

Than I could cease







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