I watch the candle wax burn away todays flame
Listening to the stories of what you and I became
They say I am a tart, yet your title is now stud
My nails scratching hard, drawing everlasting blood
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I sit and I recall, your exquisite demands
The soft lingering feeling, of the warmth from your hands
Placed upon my skin, touching everything you see
Biting and licking forbidden parts of me
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You whisper in my ear as you take me from behind
Pulling on my hair, bodies heavily entwined
My shadow catches sight of the look upon your face
The force of your thighs, the headboard I embrace
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The handcuffs on my wrists, bang against the wood
Singing beats of heaven, as only angels could
You slowly kiss my cheek, release me from your care
Our sexy little secret, kept from everyone out there!
Silver trophy winner
Adding your comment:
You go girl! This is a well written piece to tantalize the senses and get the blood flowing. Sexy, sensual, seductive and simply hot. Bravo!
good luck in the contest
