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Minute Man

don't think to tempt me
if you're not committed beyond the moment
I'm not a one night flash in your dark
a stroke to your greedy ego
I'm an investment...but worth it
don't get me wrong...
no promises needed
I have no expectations of being the answer to your every undying wish
but if there's using to be done...
let's agree to do it together
trust me...you'll get more out of the experience
if you take the time & get to know me
I can pour more fuel into the blaze
when I know you won't evaporate with the fading stars
leave claw marks down your staggering memory
your teeth still tasting my glistening flesh
the throb in your cock still keeping time
with the remembrance of my clutching hunger
we may not be forever but you will always remember
how I eagerly spread for your invasion
welcomed you lavishly on every occasion
bathed you in my salted honey heaven
because you showed me your true intentions invested time & made the effort
if you're not willing to do that...
I know someone with hands quite familiar
whose fingers have explored every inch of my body
felt the heated flush on my skin
intimately delved & caressed
brought me repeatedly to fever pitch
...and beyond
knows every contour & curve
how I respond to each touch...gentle or firm
...which I prefer & when
what makes me tremble without restraint
what causes my claws to sink into the sheets
who is always ready, willing & able
up for my slightest whim
make no mistake...
it could all be yours for the taking
only if you're in it for more than a minute
...I'm not trying to be cocky...
but if you're not...
I don't need what you're offering
I'll happily fall back to the undivided attentions...
...of me

well

I've certainly got the balls to tell you
I'm here for the long haul
hardened by the sight of you curved arch
aching for your cheeks to spread and pardon my girth
ready to stretch this moment
into fabled rocking chair memoirs
cocky indeed...ready to compliment that feminine ego
...ergo i'm gonna adlib the script you had in mind
slow stroke you from behind
give you one long night a the improv
no games...I just wanna make you feel my flame thrower...
make you bite down on that pillow..
smother your moans as i
take you a bit lower... slower then faster
feel my hips hover...hard..
lovin the way you bend....knowing you'll never break
I take my inheritances..over and over
tonight..tomorrow...ten years after tomorrow and then some..
no promises..but it'll still feel like providence
my dominance will quake your earth
like an enigmatic echo
still fucking you..still deeply invested
still playing for keeps...smacking that ass in congratulations
for going from boys to men..to this man of the hour
plump with pompousness...laying it on thick and heavy
making your walls weep tears of joy
so go 'head and fall back...i'll take the lead
and give you that thing you crave
as i turn your lavish insides into my solitary man cave..
with standing room for only one
turning minutes into memorabilia of a lifetime
stroke by stroke...tempting you into
all that is unexplored....

Written by Confluence
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