beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

buck

Test my strength

In the dark

Handling you with firm, direct care

Moving against me,

Guided by the voices of my lust,

Howling through my bones

Damp with sweat

Pinned to the bed

And used until you are full

This is how I love,

A pearlescent bullet

Fired from the depths of me

A primitive place

Decorated with twisted garlands of reason

Manners and decorum to hide

The glint of fangs in the moonlight

Send me away,

I will return to you

And in the meantime

Here as I plunge into you

My fingers in your mouth

Tracing the outlines of your face

Lost to my authority

With a skill which has you screaming

Buck against me

I can handle you just fine.

 

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