"yesbabypleasemore" poems
he growls
low & deep
in my ear
sweaty face tangled in my sweaty hair
"this* is intimate"*
a rumble with a giant hand squeezing my throat
"this* you can not do with just anyone...'*
& since i can barely breathe
i just look at him
a look that can only mean
yesbabypleasemore
i am
yours
to
hurt.
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 4:25 AM UTC