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Oct 2014
I'm covered in the paint of our emotions
I've let you do whatever you wanted,
Painting any picture you wanted to see
Our bodies pressed against each other
Because you wanted to see yourself on me
You laughed at your pun,
Your hands grabbing like child snatching their favorite toy
Selfishly taking all of me
Colliding our minds and body, creating a splatter of majestic colors
But never once did you touch my heart, I asked why that was,
you said you liked it the way it was.

Lying here, breathless and dazed
I'm listening to the symphony of your heart, its blissful collection of beats
There are no words to be spoken,
Our bodies have recited the most beautiful of poems.
There isn't only eloquence with us,
We had our moments of raw ****** passion,
Both predators hunting our prey,
Controlling as if it was our last meal,
The sensual fight we had,
The perfection of our encounter.
The hunter and the hunted, we both play the roles so well
Written by
destructivebeing
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