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Jun 2016
This is the end of love
And
The beginning of lust
My reflection lost in the mirrors
Of truths hidden
I am driven here by dark temptation
And
Blooming sin
There is no heaven here
No purity
No god
My body burns with the longing
To feel your tounge
Trace my pulse
Kiss me like the devil
Is in the room
Watching you undress
Tangle limb to limb
And let my flesh
Melt into your skin
Until our two bodies
Move as one
As if we were lighting
Above the clouds
Stain the sheets in crashing
And cresting waves
Of passions groan
Rise and fall to the storm and thunder
Of my heart beat growing faster
Guide my mouth with
Whispers and moans
Bare your neck to my teeth
Give me taste of your
Milk and honey
Open your flower to my eager tounge
Let it dance gently from
Petal to pistil to petal
Part the leaves
And pick the thorns
Feed me your salt and blood
There is no aroma or drug
That elevates me higher
I am lost in the need
Of want and gratification
Swimming in the mystery
Of your oceans of endless
Blue delight
A prisoner jailed between
Your legs
Barred by locked knees and feet
Sentenced to the repetition
Of movements for your pleasure
Set this mattress to fire and flame
Pound our bodies and bones
Through the ground
Until in hell we have
Come crashing down
Then roll and dance
In such wickedness
To make even Lucifer
Look away
As we invent new ways to sin
But if what we do is truly sin
What treasure would heaven
Have to offer us
As ****** has soared and ebbed
And the last curtain falls
Drained of life and blood and sin
And still tangled limb to limb
Lost in each others
Skin and gaze
We find at the end
Of lust
We have bloomed
New flowers
In our fields of love
Akira Chinen
Written by
Akira Chinen  122/M/texas
(122/M/texas)   
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