CoyMistress 
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In Return
Echos of blood in fevered temples
prostrated in bonds of burning need
I ache for your torrent of flesh and blood
as hard as stone and as hot as lust
Gasping breaths in suffocation
love branded in crimson marks on my back
my body's seed is raging inside me
seeking salvation in the heat of your mouth
Wedged inside the grip of my body
thrusting and driving yourself to be deeper still
I moan and will the flesh to part
And permit you to enter my very soul
One blinding instant - unbearable pleasure
suspended in feelings too true to deny
to collapse in your arms as my body betrays me
washed clean and renewed in the warmth of your love
published July 1998
"Confusion Will Be My Epitaph" |
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