Express lust

Like a freight train charging,

An express blowing into you.

Full bore, steam pistons slamming,

Twisting you up like the tightest screw.

Pressure building, 

Release valve definitely required.

About to blow the load,

Set your world a fucking fire.

Top speed,

Squeal the whistle into the night.

Pounding out til explosion,

Gushing in mornings first light.

A ride to remember,

A journey etched into our grey.

For memories travelled far,

In our psyche they’ll always stay.

6 thoughts on “Express lust

  1. Forever expressing (everything but…milk…😂) You, my love are an expression of pure joy. This poem is beautiful like you. Your words…always…express our mutual love and devotion perfectly. Thank you Beast❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️☠️☠️

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