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Friday, October 7, 2011

Angustia...



He bleeds and pleads for the bountiful seeds that come from pain and pleasure

The ripping of his skin, the indulgence in his sin

Watching as she groans with pleasure and pain from the deep
(To keep?...no)

Body heat keeps him warm tonight.  His delight?

Infatuation through penetration
(You will never be the same again)

I handle with care as I breath in your air of lust and fury

Feeling your heart beating faster on my chest as I do my best to give

Show me your strength, take inside my length of passion that knows no bounds

Shout my name in hunger pain that shatters my very soul...
(until I am yours)

~Moses

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