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thoughts of a courtesan

 
you crashed into me
when I wasn't looking
with your salty soul
burnt the hurt places
cauterized my pain
 
i fell into your world
your masculine spice
that lingers on the wind
 
after you've had your way
with your backhand sex-tease
& i'm left sated
your ego fed
 
each retreats
to come together when we need it
when no other can give us that fix
you know the one
that cocaine like rush
we cum down  
& return to the distance between us
 
where i fill the void  
with whiskey chasers
& lunch with the ladies
a proper woman once again
no longer a wanton courtesan
 
until the pressure builds
& i am summoned to your court
a willing slave
chained to lust
where the worst  
& best of us is fed
 

 
 
 
Copyright 2017 Crimsin. All Rights Reserved

 
 
 
 
 
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