My love is a futile need,
Impossible to please.
My desire keeps me trapped, begging on my knees to feel your hands on me,
To receive the heat that I crave.
⋆˚࿔
Lust has learnt silence,
Incapable of leaving,
Thumping behind my ears as contaminated love fills my heart.
Raw desperation lays beneath my fingertips,
My hands are filthy,
They must be cleaned.
⋆˚࿔
I pray for salvation but your pulse reals me in,
Punishment for my tarnished mind
A sickening greed begging to have your mouth on mine.
You live beneath my skin,
Undeserving of warmth because its heat knows no cure.
⋆˚࿔
It's all so wrong-but it feels so right.
Each noise is a reward,
But need knows not how to be still,
My nature hides behind dilated eyes,
A buzzing restlessness,
Desperate,
Needy.
I beg and beg,
And as your legs shake,
I know the filth is my sentence.
Your pleasure is my escape and the emptiness left is my retribution.
Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 8:08 PM UTC
My love is a futile need,
Impossible to please.
My desire keeps me trapped, begging on my knees to feel your hands on me,
To receive the heat that I crave.
⋆˚࿔
Lust has learnt silence,
Incapable of leaving,
Thumping behind my ears as contaminated love fills my heart.
Raw desperation lays beneath my fingertips,
My hands are filthy,
They must be cleaned.
⋆˚࿔
I pray for salvation but your pulse reals me in,
Punishment for my tarnished mind
A sickening greed begging to have your mouth on mine.
You live beneath my skin,
Undeserving of warmth because its heat knows no cure.
⋆˚࿔
It's all so wrong-but it feels so right.
Each noise is a reward,
But need knows not how to be still,
My nature hides behind dilated eyes,
A buzzing restlessness,
Desperate,
Needy.
I beg and beg,
And as your legs shake,
I know the filth is my sentence.
Your pleasure is my escape and the emptiness left is my retribution.