Tuesday, 10 January 2017

You are the one

Silence prevails.
The storm has subsided for a while.
Number nine it is that celebrated my existence.

Cementing a bond of unparalleled frenzied lust.
Testing the parameters, crossing boundaries
It is this ebony horse, smooth and natural
But tempest in performance.

I absorb it all for that's what I yearned.
To seek and be sought.
Matching ferocity to my insatiable lust.
He didn't gratify me,
He escalated the temperature further.

Where his insane libido and my scorching sexuality chorused.
You are the one.


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