ce n'est pas un poème érotique ~

   
your cock writes    
prayers in my mouth  
[i would make    
a deity of you]    
you with your fingers    
curled against my scalp,  
reining my    
obscene approval ~  
... i want to make    
sacrilegious confession  
with my lips    
crucified to your    
blood swollen flesh,    
breathe vespers    
against veins    
[the body of -    
fuck if i'm telling you]  
& lose a part of    
my soul to lust ...    
.  
.  
.  
god himself    
couldn't fill me    
the way you would    
//  
 
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