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Mood Swing #9: A Salacious Interlude
it's you
my fuckin inevitable
moist..edible..delectable
delicacy
speaking
in your dreams
incessantly..of entitlements
to be desired
licked...bathed....baptized
like a pristine figurine
turned my midnight whore
turned out..turned over
and over
rotisserie style
basted..seasoned
blanketed by a fat thick tongue
leaving you strung out
and hungover
legs wobbly
weeble..mind feeble
absent of agency
just a wanton..whimsical
wildflower
with a spread of petals
glistened..christened in the dark
melting in my palm
your
curves..smothered
covered..coveted..conquered
awaiting
my phallic encore
yearning to be
anchored in your deep
tethering us
body to body..soul to toul
Published 15th Apr 2018
Author's Note
inspired by pic and a sudden rush
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Anonymous
- Edited 11th Feb 2021 11:45am
15th Apr 2018 2:28am
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Anonymous
15th Apr 2018 2:34am
Ummm....whew...I'm just...a bit breathless here. Weaving your magic with your pen here
...Willow
...Willow
15th Apr 2018 5:14am
Well fuck! The temp just went up like 50 degrees... Beautifully vivid, a tasty array of words on a page that leaves little to the imagination and yet leaves much to be wanted. Nicely done!
V
V
15th Apr 2018 11:43pm
Anonymous
- Edited 30th Jan 2023 2:45pm
15th Apr 2018 11:48pm
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17th Apr 2018 2:53pm
