Wanting something
More attention, more inspiration
I used to scribe
I used to play
But now there are…
Monsters inside
Eating the heads off
Each word I would write
Licking lips with great delight
My words don’t come
My body doesn’t either
Has beauty become a beast?
A has been, a devoured feast?
Secret relationship energy
Like rays of sun
Promising sex, promising fun
Your girl without ties
Your girl spreading her thighs
Anonymous masturbation
That high, that spurting elation
Sometimes I write of despair, of pain
Of childhood dreams
And a pussy that creams
My passion, well you know it screams
You feel it when we fuck
My mouth, and in every suck
The way my hands grab
The way my teeth bite
If my words don’t come
I know my body soon will
No…I don’t write much
But I do need your touch
Your attention
Your inspiration
It is something
You are my something
My everything
❤️
I love you ❤❤❤
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