Unleashed

Are you of magic, my dear?

because when we talk I can talk.

My words are cute and even sometimes clever,

my voice is heard clearly.

We smile and flirt.

Sly stares and winked glances are thrown at each other like a summer’s fight with balloons, water and heat.

But when I taste you it turns.

An animal is unleashed and I want to feast on your skin,

and see how your limbs can be contorted around me.

Your tongue craved from past your lips to cause me pain.

Wanting you to spread it across my face in a slow drag.

How did you do this to me?

Burying me in such lust.

Wanting the same unleashed from you onto me.

Rip me open and nestle yourself inside.

Hurt me.

And don’t ever let up.

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