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Don’t Think

09 Tuesday Feb 2016

Posted by woundedmemories in Poetry

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erotic, Lust, Poetry

Don’t think
For one moment
That you aren’t buried
Far too deep
Within my heart

That a day
(Hour… Minute… Second)
Goes by
That I don’t think
About you

Don’t think
That I don’t whisper
Your name
Before I sleep
And in my dreams

That your name
Doesn’t slip past
My wicked lips
My hungry tongue
Or broken heart

Don’t think
That I don’t ache
To make you mine
Heart, body
And soul

That I don’t crave
To bend your flesh
Make you scream
Thrash and moan
As I fuck you numb

Tonight

02 Tuesday Feb 2016

Posted by woundedmemories in Poetry

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Tags

Love, Lust, Poetry

Lips that know her name
And ache to know her taste
Hands that know her curves
And ache to make her tremble

Come here my darling
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow is yet to be
Today… Tonight is ours

Tangle your fingers into mine
Lay your head upon my chest
Listen softly to a broken heart
That only beats for you tonight

I’ll Find That Thing

13 Wednesday Aug 2014

Posted by woundedmemories in Poetry

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desire, Lust, Poetry

I’ll find that thing
The one
That no one knew
Not even you

That thing that pulls you
That pushes you
Over an edge
You didn’t know you had

When I find that thing
I’ll twist it and turn it
And you’ll scream my name
While I’m doing it

When I am done
You will ask for more
And that is when
I’ll find that other thing…

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