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Cindy Long Jul 2017
I yurn for you to fill me up
With the knowledge that he forbade.
To touch me;
Soothe my soul in such a way that i am condemned.
See me with your ravenous eyes;
Wild and searching from the woes of damnation.
I beg of you to lead me in this valley and show me where to lay.
Guide me;
Sway me in the darkness and bury me inside perdition.
Hold me down with lustful longing;
Dominant and surging through the hands of greatness.
I need you to choke me with your forked tongue.
Whisper in the air;
Taunt and tease me with promises of sweet rapture.
Build me up under your lips;
Allow me to splinter and shatter in the aftershocks of your kiss.
I desire the release that you have promised me.
Soak me;
Drown my sorrows in your philosophical misdeed.
Promise me;
Write an ode to me and swear it must be prophecy.
I crave your full undivided attention.
Moan in my ear;
Sweet talk me with your biblical verse and *** loudly for all to hear.
Gut me;
Cut me and fill me with your untainted seed and know that ill only bleed for you.
I have fallen from grace and i have done it all for you.
I demand you tell me that you dont love me too.
Random thoughts on what it must bc like.
Cindy Long Feb 2019
On your knees.
Beg me.
(Come on baby please.
You like what you see?)
I do love to watch you bleed.
You take my breath away.
Don't know what to say.
(You can lead the way.)
Just to make you break.
It's more than I can take.
But God you're so good when you do it.
So let's do it.
(Got me saying yes, daddy.
Yes, daddy.
Cut me.
Gut me.)
Come on baby, **** me.
(Yes, daddy.)
I'm in control.
You know your role.
(It's taking it's toll)
So,
Got my hand to hold.
You blow my ******* mind!
One of a kind.
(Send me flyin'
Feels like I'm dyin'.)
That's how I know you're mine.
God, you're such a ******* good girl.
Good girl.
(You got me saying yes, daddy.
Yes, daddy.
Hit me.
Whip me.)
Come on baby, choke on me.
(Yes, daddy.)
You never cease to amaze me.
You drive me ******* crazy.
Say you'll be my baby.
(You got me saying yes, daddy.
Yes, daddy.
And I'll never be the same.)
Cindy Long Oct 2019
You are the inspiration behind every wavering thought, even the not so innocent ones. **** especially those.
Every scratch and scribble etchi-sketched out on any managable surface. I'd carve t into my skin if I wouldn't get sent off for it. You know how good your name would look in my blood?
Every twist and flick of my tongue as it presses to my cheek against my teeth taunting and teasing me to just eat you up.
Every tangible drop of sweat that is deduced from my caked up pores as it pours out like the fountain that contains all my youth and solemn wishes. Even though it's pretty **** obvious that you're all I wish for.
I could spout out a thousand things but not even ripping open my chest and showing you my beating heart could hold any gravity to the way I love you.
Cindy Long Aug 2017
Ive traced the stars with my fingers a thousand times like i connected the line of freckles on your shoulders.
Ive studied the constellations and memorized the alignment of the planets like the scars on your thighs.
Ive dreamed of fading into the vastness of space in the same way i used to melt into your lips.
Ive cursed the dust and gas that fills the milkyway in the same way i drowned in the galaxies of your eyes.
Ive watched meteors shower down from above like angels fall from grace and ive tried to understand why in the same way the sound of your voice made me quiver.
Ive questioned the posibility of other life existing beyond our own and i wonder if they have known love the way i have known you.
Ive defined love to be when two stars collide but instead of them absorbing into eachother it explodes and goes supernova like we did when we kissed.
Ive pondered if hearts transform into black holes that **** everything in just in the same exact way you did to me.
I long for an astronomical explination to why antares and rigel orbit the sun like how my world revolved around you.
Dont you dare tell me it was just gravity and dont you dare tell me you dont feel it anymore bc thats not how love works.

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