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Eros’s Ticks
You came to me tired of
committing creamy cides all
over yourself / again and
again
and I was praying for a realm
of renewal / a second chance
now I’m ravenous over you
because of what we feel when
thrusting in unfamiliar territory
of our soul
knowing it pleases you /
letting your higher self gasp
making my thick throb with
hard pulsations,
it's a fucking purifying
compulsion, to watch heaves
burn through your skin
til your divinity spreads out
beneath and above me / an
undefined sexiness
no longer feeling imaginary,
never again do you have to
wonder how it feels being
held tightly inside
right when ecstasy and love
transform into your bending
spine/ notches seeping/
clutching me into the deepest
filling you up and my senses
are keen enough to smell
your organic perfume
We could both die from this
dive over a thousand times /
so keep your eyes on me and
hold on
I’m right here/ it's our time/
everything else can wait
Published 22nd Nov 2016
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