beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Like water from fur

To make you quiver,

Like an animal shaking

Water from its fur,

Until the night flees

Before the force of us,

Colliding

Plunging

My hand at your throat

Claiming you completely,

Without apologies or

Explanations,

The force of my attention,

Given voice enough

To make you bellow,

With release,

A man to you,

Where it matters,

Animal fears and lusts,

Given voice with each

Thrust,

Broken and gushing,

Until your trembling

Questions hasten my

Release and I break

Crack,

Explode like

Volcanic poetry,

Afterwards made tender,

Gentle for a time,

Until the shift of my

Desire compells me

To claim you once

Again.

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