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Dec 2012
She bit down 
drawing blood from tensened shoulder,
rocking gently
as I fought to hold her.
Writhing flesh 
on flesh and bone,
cussing my name 
in empassioned tone.
Nails tearing 
sweat stained skin,
sinking down 
drinking me in.
Head thrown back
eyes wide shut,
slapping my thighs
with reddened ****.
Tongues flaying flesh 
from up turned necks,
teeth spittle stained
with whitened flecks.
Fingers tangled
pulling hair,
Beyond the point
of sweet despair.
Hips gyrating
screaming mouth,
as once again
the north meet south.
Passion spent
and shared and tasted,
nothing wanted
nothing wasted.
Written by
DieingEmbers
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