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to be continued

Glistening, his lips....
stained with crimson,
his tongue glides back and forth,
then, as he sigh with ecstasy,
she strains against his grasp,
he stops,
laughing.

The sanguineness dwelling within his eyes,
then, her sudden hesitance,
his shadowed visage becomes...
something more,
as he lowers his lips to hers slowly,
painstakingly caressing her face,
as he lowers his rouge tinged jaw,
angling towards her trembling throat,
she screams....

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  • psycho-demonata
    October 18, 2007

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    Now this is my kind of poem *woot*
    if i were her though, i wouldn't scream of course lol
    kinky poem turns me on a bit lol
    so good job ^^