poetry of the Dark, Erotic, Violent, Religious & Macabre

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one

finger

two

fingers

three

fingers

four

and his hand slowly glides in

in soft rhythming strokes

opening her soul, a universe

his thumb

strokes

her bypass

thus accelerating her heart

from zero to sixty

her lips pucker and disperse

when he shifts his wrist

deep inside of her

she is a beautiful place

a magical place

a princess flushing blush

she is the core of her thrown

she writhes and convulses

her orgasm pulses

and pulses

and pulses

an impromptu dance

her orifice a ballroom

of roses and musk

flirting with his fist

kissing his fist

fucking his fist

and together she bonds them

as one not two

drenching those sheets

in spools of lustfilled tears raging through

four

fingers

three

fingers

two

fingers

one

 

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2 responses

  1. Theo Black

    ballroom of roses and musk — beautiful

    Like

    February 1, 2013 at 1:20 pm

  2. Thank you, Theo for that wonderful comment!

    Devlin

    Like

    February 1, 2013 at 10:24 pm

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