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Hell Bent (......her Carnal Scent)
Is it wrong of me ,
lingering in want of your carnal scent?
U tickle my member
the core of my being......hell bent
on knowing “you”
moist lips tightly closed
yet spoken so freely and loud in the silence
in passing
gasping the wafting fragrance
sensing your passing glance
flickered flame
the madness of a libidinous cue
the insane yearning
me wanting you........
…...and I'm not alone,
feeling your empathy too
the reflection in your smile
your flower, wet with the dew
of a deeply intimate curiosity
so am I wrong
to so desperately want
the carnal scent
of you?
…..all over me?
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