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Lunatic At Play

Bitten
bottom lips bleed
as passion breeds
entwined breaths
exhaled

tongues in lapped content
stolen visions sent
shivers scrape her spine
tonight that trust is mine

teeth naw a blushing raw
soft whispers feign
and fawn
craving all night long

golden bud erupts
never gives/gets enough
playing mighty rough

fingers tease
minds ease
pretty please(d)

a taste~her lust~ I must

nights holding back the day
the lunatic's at play
Written by JusTim_
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