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Apr 2020
Explicit

It starts with a kiss
and heartbeats are raised
I feel your grip
I spit passionate praise
You claw at my flesh
As I tear at your clothes
With back-alley *******
That no one can know
In dark empty places
That nobody goes
Smash lips into mine
As I grip at your hips
Our rhythm in time
As your fingers strip
Animalistic inflamed
You beg for this one
Our passion's untamed
And we've only begun
I wanted to try my hand at a **** poem and wanted it to have a simple, fast rhyme scheme with incomplete thoughts and vivid, almost violent imagery.  Reminds me a lot of...  well... you know ;)
Michael Stefan
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Michael Stefan  37/M/Minneapolis
(37/M/Minneapolis)   
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