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Aug 2013
Varying degrees of sobriety
Unleash the ebb and flow of my emotions

Burning liquid
Turned love potion

My once firm reserve
Begins to bend and curve

As the tonic trickles down my throat
Melting into a burning sensation in my gut

I tingle.
I feel so intensely.

Touch me.
I can show you how.

My words are unchecked.
I crave you now.

Grasp me,
Pulling me into a rough, carnal embrace,
Reveal your desire.

My body moves and sways to a rhythm only you produce,
No other hears it quite like I do.

Your gravity draws my inner divinity out,
Slow, raw, pure, woman.

Like honey from the comb,
I'm exposed,
Waiting for you to consume me.

The fire builds,
As each movement delivers new sensations.

I'm wholly lost,
Guided only by your body.
Don't ever stop.

I feel your need to consume me completely,
I relinquish control with a shiver and a moan.

And finally,
You're overcome with me.
Written by
Katelyn  United States
(United States)   
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   ---, M M M and Neha Agarwal
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