This isn't loveThis is dirty and grittyAnd it never ends wellYour hand brushes my faceAnd the last time is forgotten Broken promises and heartsTorn lives and love notesDirt thrown on gravesOf this lust gone wrongBut after all this timeThe first...

Hardcore lust

"Pure lust. Hardcore. This is not a love poem, at all."

Staring deep into your eyes, Feel you move between my thighs. Run my fingers through your hair, Claw your back in sweet despair. Kiss my neck and bite it gently, Fuck me 'till I'm dry and empty. Let the love...