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Image for the poem spilled crimson pink~ with the sexy theEgoEffect

spilled crimson pink~ with the sexy theEgoEffect

I can feel you inside me
within my sacred halls  
powerfully you ride  
heady you cum on strong  
entering my interdimensional spaces
it's a tight you seduce me  
slowly, methodically you come  
your rhythm is hypnotic...  
The presence of a demonic kind  
of exotic - that caresses your insides  
selflessly, to selfishly indulge in another's  
sweet blossom, endlessly...  
Cursed to form evanescent connections  
and have a vigor appetite for tender affection  
I hover, slightly inebriated  
In need of being rigorously sated  
smashing the demonic seed-  
tasting me in full bloom  
dripping honey for you to taste  
it stirs the beast in you  
who comes on strong, with hunger  
understanding my greed  
hinted with vulnerability  
you plunder my pink  
straddled to your stratosphere  
I begin to undulate  
rotating with your fierce force of will  
I need your ferocity-  
inside my hidden realm  
you pull out and then plunge back in
touching my ethereal plane  
I push up on you...  
you withdraw leaving my space empty  
giving me a moment to ponder-  
only you can fill it with your depths  
I hunger within my hidden mysteries
for your synchronicity with my soul  
The pendulum swings as I swim  
inside and plunge your dark depths;  
an exorcism of pink death,  
gyrated to the brink of the black hole's  
gasping rim - a new kind of sin  
tilting off into an otherworldly abyss,
suckling your tit-tillating nipples  
with cunning nibbles of bliss  
hardened ecstasy at my lover's hands  
pounding oblivion touches...the nether world  
as he travels time-  
to find the woman imprisoned-  
behind the demons  
pushing in and pulling out  
orgasmic freedom...  
as pulsating lights beckon-  
I see your face as for the first time  
you enter me again...gently now  
Parting your lips with my incessant  
flesh rod that throbs and spits  
fire into your heavenly whet pit,  
molten ink spilled and you filled  
to the brim with my unsullied grit;  
you fall at ease -  
your spirit immersed  
in a blend of interdimensional breeze
that breathes you in and leaves  
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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