My Reason To Grin

"When need is just so intense"

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My grin told her everything

she wanted to know

She was chained to my melody

I knew she would spread her legs

as if I opened her like a book

and I read her lips

better than any man ever has

She was unable to stay in control

and busy summoning the storms

craving serenity within my poetic grace

She was pulsing in her wetness

that was searing between open thighs

Aching for my deep plunge

engraving her velvet petals

deluged in fluidities flush

She quivered and shivered

at my touch

and my command

blind with need

blazing hot

moaning in disgrace

and time is too slow

when she can’t contain

her utter hunger

Published 12 months ago

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