I wish
You were here
With me
I would have wrapped you
Not just betwixt my legs
But with my bare desires
That flows
Incessantly
Soiling my lingerie
Staining my modesty
The ache for you
Has reached a crescendo
I would have ripped your phallus
With my prowess
And then you would have realised
Never to mess
With the tigress.
©LR
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