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amrutha Nov 6
I need to feel your presence
find a way somehow
through a flame
or a hole
or a spirit
somehow

give me a sign
I'm fuming
this scream refuses
to leave my throat
my eyes turn pale
with your absence

I circumambulate
your sacred fire
but the demons desecrate it

swallow the sky
in a fury only you can summon

clear the grounds

I'll be born again
like a breakthrough
Do not do it,
Do not let yourself slip.
Under current flows,
Let it be your peace.
Your religious mind,
Has you weak.
Cast your spell,
And try to miss it.
Your soul is bound,
To this unproven lie.
Don’t throw stones,
In this glass house
Just whisper softly,
Don’t bring this house to the ground.
Don’t shatter everything,
Let it be, let it go.
Don’t be the star,
In this reality show.
I’ve seen this ending,
I know the way that it goes.
Styles Nov 3
You captured me with just one glance,
Bound by grace, lost in this dance.
Entice me now, your pleasure near,
Intoxicate, make all things clear.

I long to feel your softest skin,
Between your thighs, desire begins.
Fantasies ignite within,
I crave your touch, the heat, the sin.

Limbs spread wide, I lose control,
Your taste, your scent—devouring whole.
As I slide deep, you pull me tight,
Our worlds collide in perfect night.

Your juices flow, my pride, it swells,
The need to fill you—time will tell.
Each ******, a surge, my body’s plea,
Intense release, as you tempt me.

Bound by this rhythm, I crave it all,
Loving the pleasure, feeling the call.
Tonight, I’m yours, no need to hide,
Lost in the heat of this wild ride.
Styles Nov 3
You captured me with just one glance,
Bound by grace, lost in this dance.
Entice me now, your pleasure near,
Intoxicate, make all things clear.

Your scent surrounds, I’m drawn to taste,
No drop of you will go to waste.
Limbs spread wide, I lose control,
Savoring you, devouring whole.

Every touch ignites the fire,
Your body feeds my deep desire.
Enamored by the way you feel,
The heat between us, raw and real.

Tonight, I’m yours, no need to hide,
Loving the pleasure, the heat of the ride.
Bound by this rhythm, I crave it all—
Surrendered to you, under your thrall.
Styles Nov 3
Your hand grips tight, pulling me near,
I gasp for breath, feeling no fear.
You push me down, I arch my back,
Craving you—there’s nothing I lack.

Each move you make, I feel the fire,
Lost in your touch, consumed with desire.
Your lips on my skin, I can’t resist,
Surrendering fully, sealed with a kiss.

With every ******, you take control,
Filling my body, claiming my soul.
I’m yours tonight, no need to hide,
Loving the pleasure, the heat of the ride.
Styles Nov 3
Your hand slides through my hair,
Gripping tightly, pulling me in,
Eyes locked, filled with hunger,
My breath quickens as you take control.

Your lips crash against mine,
Demanding, hard, and deep,
I moan into your mouth,
My body melting into your touch,
Needing more, craving every bit of you.

Your grip tightens, pulling me closer,
My body responds, wanting to give in,
To feel the intensity of your claim,
I’m lost in the rhythm,
Every movement sends waves of pleasure.

You push me further, pressing me down,
I ache for more, for the force of your need,
The way you make me feel alive,
Filling every inch of me with fire,
Each ****** taking me deeper into bliss.

Your hand pulls my head back,
Marking my skin with your lips,
I feel the power in your touch,
And I surrender to the pleasure,
To the force of being completely yours.
Styles Nov 3
Your hand gently brushes my hair aside,
Fingers trailing down my face,
Palm cupping my cheek,
Then gripping tightly, pulling me in,
Making me lift my gaze, drawn to you.

A soft, teasing kiss meets my lips,
I’ve craved this moment,
Yearned for you, aching with need,
I would wait forever for your touch.

Your tongue explores me deeply,
And I press closer, wanting more,
My moans escape as I surrender,
Knees pressing into the ground,
Lost in the hunger between us.

Your grip tightens, pulling me back,
Your lips claiming my neck,
Each kiss a mark of possession,
Forcing me to feel, to take it all,
Until the world knows—I belong to you.
Styles Nov 3
Flesh awakens, hearts collide,
Desire dances, nothing to hide.
Rhythms build, soft and slow,
In your gaze, a burning glow.

Unspoken heat, lips drawn near,
Passion whispers, loud and clear.
Styles Nov 3
She was a
whiskey sipping,
hips swaying, gripping
my thoughts with every step, she’s slipping—
bold and fierce, untamed and wild,
a county girl with a wicked smile.

Skinny dipping under moonlit skies,
her laughter soft, her daring eyes,
pocketing moments, stealing my breath,
dancing close, teasing every step.

Her touch like fire, her kiss like sin,
inviting me closer, pulling me in,
whiskey warmth on her lips so sweet,
a taste of heaven in every heartbeat.

She’s wild, untamed, my midnight flame,
a burning desire, I can’t contain,
a bumpkin beauty, raw and free,
with whiskey kisses, she’s owning me.
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