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Art.
You’re art.
Pinning you against the wall.
Gliding my brush down your canvas.
Painting swirls over waterfalls.
You quench my thirst.
Drowning in your love.
Laying my head in your river
Pulling me in.
I fall into your endeavor. Deeper.
Now I’m speeding.
Your demands, I submit.
My name changes to curses
As scratches turn into lashes.
Love scars are visible.
I disappear into you.
Your moans fade out.
Fading in louder.
Moans to shouts.
Pinning you against the wall.
Gliding my brush down your canvas.
Painting swirls over waterfalls.
You quench my thirst.
Drowning in your love.
Laying my head in your river
Pulling me in.
I fall into your endeavor. Deeper.
Now I’m speeding.
Your demands, I submit.
My name changes to curses
As scratches turn into lashes.
Love scars are visible.
I disappear into you.
Your moans fade out.
Fading in louder.
Moans to shouts.
Published 28th Jan 2019
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