deepundergroundpoetry.com

Priest of Poem's

Words ignite her deep center
She reads him, priest of poem's
With battling hands she searches

Wet lips invite white fingers
She hears him preach, priest of poem's
And her voice shall echo as she cums  

His blood runs mad inside him
This minx, he can taste her warmth
Lifting her hood she peers at him

Desire bursts out of his control
He wants her, clasped beneath him
His soul leaves him as he enters her
Written by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4 reading list entries 0
comments 13 reads 182
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
POETRY
17th August 1:57pm by admin
COMPETITIONS
6th June 9:17am by admin
COMPETITIONS
4th June 3:24pm by admin
SPEAKEASY
16th May 1:07pm by admin
POETRY
11th May 11:35am by katalon_test_user
POETRY
9th May 1:15pm by admin