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Murder.....
breaking down the doors
large caliber weapon pressed
firmly against her candy coated temple
laid down upon satin sheets, such an ungodly mess
white, creamy emulsions
begin to pour from her lips
she wonders if ever again
she will morph into this celestial trip......
…..legs spread wide, his steely barrel moving deeper and deeper inside
last rites read
memories of loves last moments
flashing like motion pictures
all around in her head
“when damn it, when?”
a sudden throbbing pulse,
feeling impending doom
engorged and swelling bigger
inside her fertile womb
“Please”.....she screams
feels as though all hell
is breaking loose at the seams
he closes his eyes........boom !!!
recoiling the moments,
le_petit_mort,
a deep reflex between her thighs
as a billion synapses short circuit
cherub face frozen and still
her body limp and trembling
in the air, a bristling chill
a quivered blinking of dilated eyes
remnants of an impassioned crime
drip from between their yin and yang
he withdraws his “weapon” spent from
a tempestuous Sturm and Drang
the grasp of labia, creamy and wet
…...spent moments of lustful love
that neither the twain shall
ever forget
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