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That look

With your ankles locked  
Over my left shoulder  
I saw that look.
It wasn't love.
After five balls deep orgasms  
Of course you loved me.
Fucking oxitocin made sure of that.
No, this was something else.
Like you had gone to heaven  
And been ordered to return  
To spread the good news.
I've seen that look before  
Like the last time he tried to possess my soul  
And the foundations of the earth shook  
At my rejection.
Deeply hard fucked  
By a master of the art  
You didn't stand a chance  
With your soul exposed  
And ripe for the taking.
Uncummed and bulging  
I withdrew dripping wet  
To leave your soul wanting  
For ecstasy's applause.
I know it was that look like surrender.
And you silently acknowledge
That all you are is now mine.
Written by hawkdude
Modified 29th June 2013
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