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Vivaldi's Trio Sonata 'La Follia' in D Minor RV63 ( Lonicera )
Push out, shut up, lay back, breathe gently, pull me down into the sheets which heat and drape and rub against bare skin you created.
Groaning sinners, loving siblings, lonely lovers.
Saving me with each kiss upon my shoulder, the lips of the gauntlet of an desirable man lay on my own.
Stir the thoughts in my head, the sexual desire as you ride your body closely to mine,
we can't control what we do.
Drowning in hight paced notes of steel,
the forever breaking point of screaming, the gripping, the sighing, the blushing it's always there.
You know I love you, tracing my hand down my stomach in the thought of it being yours.
You know I miss you, tingling feelings of content broken hearts in the waking of deathly kisses.
You know I envy you, a flash of pleasure as I cry into my pillow yet moan in words I haven't said in what feels like years.
"Thomas."
Gasping your name, no one is home, darling I want you, I need you within me, hugging me, missing me, loving me.
Nothing can change where you are but I can pretend.
Pne,Two, Three, innocence gone.
I don't mind.
Heat rushes through my aching thigs as startling thrusts force their way into me and I see you.
Your shoulder length brown hair.
Your brown eyes.
Your quirky smile.
"Hush, Emma."
No one can help, you're here. Don't leave me now, not again.
Chilling yet hot kisses grop my neck and collar, pressing the edges of sane as I feel you on my lips, I taste the candy.
Sweet,
pink,
cotton candy dew.
I don't want another chance, I just want you.
I'd like to put this in better words.
I want to be with you in metal tasting sex.
Disgracing 'gods' ways when we sleep as one and wake nude, complete.
My insides loosen and tensen as I feel you inside, cracking, deeper and deeper until you're in my heart.
We swing, to and fro.
We sweat, cold and hot.
we moan, hushed and screaming.
We love, forever and ever.
We fuck, animals in heat like a dying breed, rabbits under a heat lamp, alone patients, hypnotized mechanical whores...
Mania is released when we release.
I flutter my eyes open up and see I am wrapped in a blanket, on my new in my new room, I am nude, I'm crying and I just fucked myself so that makes me a sinful whore.
But I saw you, you were here.
Groaning sinners, loving siblings, lonely lovers.
Saving me with each kiss upon my shoulder, the lips of the gauntlet of an desirable man lay on my own.
Stir the thoughts in my head, the sexual desire as you ride your body closely to mine,
we can't control what we do.
Drowning in hight paced notes of steel,
the forever breaking point of screaming, the gripping, the sighing, the blushing it's always there.
You know I love you, tracing my hand down my stomach in the thought of it being yours.
You know I miss you, tingling feelings of content broken hearts in the waking of deathly kisses.
You know I envy you, a flash of pleasure as I cry into my pillow yet moan in words I haven't said in what feels like years.
"Thomas."
Gasping your name, no one is home, darling I want you, I need you within me, hugging me, missing me, loving me.
Nothing can change where you are but I can pretend.
Pne,Two, Three, innocence gone.
I don't mind.
Heat rushes through my aching thigs as startling thrusts force their way into me and I see you.
Your shoulder length brown hair.
Your brown eyes.
Your quirky smile.
"Hush, Emma."
No one can help, you're here. Don't leave me now, not again.
Chilling yet hot kisses grop my neck and collar, pressing the edges of sane as I feel you on my lips, I taste the candy.
Sweet,
pink,
cotton candy dew.
I don't want another chance, I just want you.
I'd like to put this in better words.
I want to be with you in metal tasting sex.
Disgracing 'gods' ways when we sleep as one and wake nude, complete.
My insides loosen and tensen as I feel you inside, cracking, deeper and deeper until you're in my heart.
We swing, to and fro.
We sweat, cold and hot.
we moan, hushed and screaming.
We love, forever and ever.
We fuck, animals in heat like a dying breed, rabbits under a heat lamp, alone patients, hypnotized mechanical whores...
Mania is released when we release.
I flutter my eyes open up and see I am wrapped in a blanket, on my new in my new room, I am nude, I'm crying and I just fucked myself so that makes me a sinful whore.
But I saw you, you were here.
Published 8th Nov 2011
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18th Nov 2011 3:41am
I enjoyed this piece as though it were myself in your position. And everyone is guilty of fantasies such as this, but you expressed yours with a passion so great it almost brought a tear to my eye.
25th Feb 2014 8:55am
