Passion - Poetry - Erotic

Lost between your skin, devouring your sin, feeling the heat between your thighs rise, when I delve inside, consuming from within.1

Pounding, resounding, shattered bedpost ripped from the wall, lying broken and smashed in pieces on the floor as we continue our deviant thrall.2

Passion burning, yearning, tangled sheets on a crumpled bed, discerning your cries of pleasure from pain, or are they both the same.3

Greedy my eyes become watching the sweat glisten on your breast, I do succumb and let my lust loose to ravish your flesh and drink deep of your juice from the cup of indulgence's flower, again I devour, your passion and need, I drink with greed, the salty sweat from your skin, as you take my sin, cleansed clean by your flame, the scent still lingers and remains, on the whisper of a shadow you leave unseen.4

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