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in her darkest place
this is what you want, to taste another woman’s passion
on my leaking cock? to see if it has the same richness as
your own orgasmic vanity, when you suck it off, where I
have just fucked you
is it not enough to be full of a man’s streaming rage, a
swirling, boiling pool in your cunt? you need to devour the
tender petals of ecstasy & bliss with your ferine mouth,
to eat love & drink sex, to fill all of your inner self, until
there is no room for a breakable heart & a condemned soul.
and when you have sucked & swallowed every corrupt drop,
would I kiss your mouth then?
there is no poetry in lovemaking for you. there is no
lovemaking: it is merely fucking.
is it the vileness that you crawl for,
the humiliation?
is that what you want?
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