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I Have A Devilish Tongue
Could you taste my seduction on your lips?
Could you feel my aggression with both hands
Cupped around your breast
With my fingertips running up and down your thighs,
Making you drip drip drip until you could no longer
Take another moment playing these sort of games.
I will leave you broken in the end
with your body attempting to regain
The panting of memories we made during the night.
My tongue filled every one of your crevices
Causing desire to pour out from your mouth
In the forms of rhythmic patterns,
Moaned under the starry night sky.
Your naked body was nourishment for my eyes.
Every curve, every piece of hair
Aligned perfectly by god.
You are a goblet of fire.
And I am simply a man
Whose lips need to be burnt.
Could you feel my aggression with both hands
Cupped around your breast
With my fingertips running up and down your thighs,
Making you drip drip drip until you could no longer
Take another moment playing these sort of games.
I will leave you broken in the end
with your body attempting to regain
The panting of memories we made during the night.
My tongue filled every one of your crevices
Causing desire to pour out from your mouth
In the forms of rhythmic patterns,
Moaned under the starry night sky.
Your naked body was nourishment for my eyes.
Every curve, every piece of hair
Aligned perfectly by god.
You are a goblet of fire.
And I am simply a man
Whose lips need to be burnt.
Published 23rd Feb 2014
| Edited 24th Feb 2014
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24th Feb 2014 1:29am
Wow! ... Even though you know there's going to be pain in drinking from that vessel - you do anyway, the ultimate desire. Hot ink.
24th Feb 2014 5:58am
what would be the pleasure in it, if not to partake of the fire? stimulating...
