After The Flesh

I crave this taste of your lips and the feel of your hand
Grasping me tightly agaisnt your body.
You just ooze this...thing I need.
The poison of arousal
The intoxication of the body.

I urge you to come to me
To touch me softly
Touch me rough
Pin me to the ground

So you can curb this lust of the flesh
Lust For A Taste
Of Me
Of My lips
My hand
And my body

Gentle curves of our backs
Against the deliciously silk sheets
And the gently abrasive floor

Yet.....

I crave your love
I lust for your affections
To see your face
And Hear your voice

But above all....
I am yearning for you.
After your flesh
And I will do anything you want me to
As long as you do everything I want you to
In return

For we are
After The flesh

Author notes

Sin:: LUST

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seven deadly sins by xBluexEyedxGirlx. 600 points, ended August 30, 2007, 16 entries
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