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Chris
Poems
Jan 2020
The Fire
The ****** gallop through my veins,
Vessels boil and start to drain,
I'll take pleasure with the pain,
And I hope I'll go insane.
Her screams echo through the night,
Roaring shrieks that know no end,
Each of them to hearts delight,
Each of them to hearts content.
While you stand and wonder brooding,
Sensless wonder breaks the stale,
A force that defies eluding,
Strong and potent lifts the veil.
As one grasps last straws of mind,
They'll be blown away with storm,
Not a thing be left behind,
When the ground is raisedΒ Β by horns.
All that matters is the fire,
All to be heard are the shighs,
Flesh and soul quench my desire,
A home between her pale thin thighs.
The ****** gallop through my veins,
Vessels boil and start to drain,
I'll take pleasure with the pain,
A good thing that I am chained.
I will escape.....
A brief introduction to sexuality for noobs :)
#***
#desire
#love
#pain
#passion
#fire
#obsession
#rage
#anger
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Chris
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