Her body is
Consumed in flames
Of pure desire.
Her lips so
Plush. Her body
Vuluptuous.
She whispers
Sweet words of
Want and longing.
Her voice
An orgasm.
She does not
Love,
Only satisfies.
Her vigor unmatched.
Her appetite
Shall never
Be satisfied.
Her body moves
Sliding,
Pulsing,
To the beat
Of sensuality.
Author notes
Enjoy! I rather like this one.
A contest entry
- Crimson Carnage of Lethal Lust by DayDreamMuse.
1560 points, ended January 28, 2008, 8 entries
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Comments
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This is a slinky ride through the dark side
of desire. Very well displayed for impact.
Blue
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I am not disappointed with what you have portrayed here and I felt rather excited reading it. It is abrupt and tense and it calls lust from far away. I enjoyed your work.
~DD~
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