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R T Dawn
Poems
Nov 2018
Buildup
“**** me”
she said
As I twirled a finger;
down her cheek
to her lips
her collarbone
her *******
and more.
Slower and slower
I moved.
Lower and lower
whispering
“Soon”
Sheets gripped with talons,
lip bit with malice,
a dangerous game I played.
To grip a bull by the horns
means to eventually have to let go.
And the longer you hold on,
the wilder the ride will go.
“Soon”
I whispered,
and
“Please”
she begged...
#love
#lust
#couples
#story
#romantic
#anticipation
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R T Dawn
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