A ticket to ride,
accelerated rush.
Faster furious friction
legs spread wide,
honey dripping wet,
wrapped in tendrils of mystery.
Sustenance craves veritably
of pleasure.
Curves arching,
quick weighted thrusts,
an appetite unequal to none.
These images alive inside,
taunting.
Eventually, years perhaps
no matter...
I will FUCK him again.
Author notes
In the words of Apollo, as is inscribed on his Temple at Delphi: "The mind still longs for what it has missed, and loses itself in the Contemplation of the past."
In a list
A contest entry
- Sensual pic inspired by rainyday woman.
850 points, ended May 13, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Beware indeed, I like this one, it is a very interesting read. I like the end line the best. Thank You for entering the contest and sharing with all of us.
Cheryl
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The message is clear, lust can be a powerful friend and men should beware a hungry woman.
Love,
Tom B.
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