Cherise

My sadness delivers me to these lonely places. I try to perceive the shadows unblemished by light, their purity; as if they were lovers, Dominants to my subservience. in their brutal way, they afford me a serenity, by which I write.

We embrace caliginosity, our fantasies so full of explosives they would otherwise incinerate us.Your name on my lips is a primal cry of ecstacy
and it is drawn out in a moaning release of passion, of pleasure, and of pain.
Lips parted, face to the sky, I cry insatiable tears for you.
You fuck me like an austere beast,hungry for my tender,pink summit
Devouring the soft blush that lures you into my wetness.

If I did not cry, would you beat me?
If I did not bend like a supple harlot, would you break me?
If I absorb your vindictiveness, if I kiss you with my entire destitute heart,
And say your name through all of my tears and my cum,
Will you love me then?