a dialog
I'm going to wreck you
I just breathe
Will you let me blindfold you today
breathe
Get up on the bed
breathe
On your knees baby
breathe
Do you like that
breathe
No, isn't the word
breathe, I know that, smile
There is so much I want to do to you
you make it so hard to just breathe
I just breathe
Will you let me blindfold you today
breathe
Get up on the bed
breathe
On your knees baby
breathe
Do you like that
breathe
No, isn't the word
breathe, I know that, smile
There is so much I want to do to you
you make it so hard to just breathe
posted by wicked butterfly at 4:05 p.m.
3 Comments:
yes
and yes
again,
the eternal affirmation
that you are,
that you offer to me,
a thousand suns
are burnt out, and cease
eclipsed by the heat
of our union.
and I
broken, trembling,
hungry and delirious
stand stuttering after
at the altar
of your body.
How can I possibly resist coming to your beck?
The irrepressible desire to respond to you.
Haunts me
Ah I wrote for you tonight...
memories of your cries
torment my cock
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