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meeting god

the taste of your lips  
the feel of your skin against my skin
the scratches on my chest
you catch your breath when i go in
 
you're digging furrows in my back
your legs around my hips
playing with your nipple
teeth tongue and lips
 
frantic writhing
or steady rhythm
your sadism for  
my masochism
 
your moans and my need
climbing higher with each thrust
lending me temporary greatness
without satisfying my lust
 
then your screaming out my name
the audiences applaud
i don't hear a thing
i'm communing with my god
Written by caxton
Published | Edited 25th Aug 2013
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