BLOOD LUST
Blood lust your thirst for mine
Quench my heart and soul
Tastes like fire hot and nasty
Freeze my whorish passion
Meld into my angst
For your taste
I am strong and sensual
Teasing and taunting with Eyes and lips
Burning inside I want to devour your soul
I want your taste in my mouth
Tangy and musky
For our plenty I am spent with your spirit
Velvet you are feeling my striation
I am yearning for your intensity
Inside me melting with creamy pulses
You are mending and shaping my desire
I am spitfire and wild child
Day and night I am yours
Suckle and seep with your scant touch
Teasing tasting my plentiful liquid passion
Smell the fire and
Taste the aroma
I am Tight and tempting
Smooth phallic fireworks Work pulsations
Addicted to fervent explosions
Now I am your servant
Slave if I have to beg
You want me to beg?
I am willing and able
Saturate me and
Taste my heart
I offer nothing more than eternity
I am yours Open and willing
To play the game of passionlust
Love reborn as your desire
We Devour and loose control again
And again
As I engulf your special purpose
To meld and mold me into your
Bereaved concubine
I am spent…
C2009sherri
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