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~Yen~

 

I need the almond drippings
from his regal phallus to anoint my tongue,
and christen my throat....
so the language of him can be reborn,
and live on my lips forever

I want to hear the madness of his fragmented moans
listen as his groans gain momentum,
when he dips his strength inside my swell
baptizing it with the warmest nectar
his throb could ever grasp

It’s the yen on my skin that’s got me spent
got me twisted and bent,
to the point I could easily tip over....
by a singular lick

I crave to ride his harden promise
slow grinding his massive pride,
downshift my hips into overdrive
so I can feel the full throttle of thick

He’s got me on an enigmatic rush
I’m waiting recklessly for the slightest touch
to expedite the wait,
not even distance can deny a body on fire
when it’s draped in……
Yen


~Rain~

Written by rain1courtel (RainC)
Published | Edited 1st Apr 2016
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