beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Dichotomous Thoughts

Listening to the

Agile dance of your


And underneath wanting to

Grab your hair,

Pull you into my kiss,

Bite your lips

Have you feel the rough edge

Of my hunger,

Make you and break you

To forge you anew,

But I smile,

Let you feel it

In the attention I

Pay you.

Think of how

Your flesh surrenders

To my authority,

And the pleasure you

Take in



The adventures I offer,

Without expectation of



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