I’m dirty
Filthy
Inside and out
My mind
My soul
There’s nothing without
Grime
Muck
A need to screw
But I’m glad
Happy
Cos you are too
Author: Beast
That Might Be The One
Flames in your eyes
A forest could burn about us,
I’d only see the flames in your eyes.
I’d only feel one source of heat,
There between your thighs.
Mountains could shake and fall,
I’d only feel my love for you.
Strange is our love,
How we are both moved.
For nature holds no candle,
She couldn’t ever hold.
For this world has no more beauty,
Than yours to which I’m sold.
A forest could burn about us,
I’d only see the flames in your eyes.
And it’s there looking deeply,
That I could burn and die.
Days
Some days we’re distant, so far away.
Some days we’re near, feels like we could play.
Some days are hard, so very lonely,
Some days are easy, like your here with me.
Some days we’re just waiting to die,
Some days we’ve waited and take to flight.
Today is a day that I feel far away,
But I’m not worried cos tomorrow will come and we will play.
What Ails Is The Need
What ails is the need,
The need to feed.
Like a vampire I crave,
Sex depraved.
I ache for that hit,
My pussy fix.
Only yours will do,
I need to fuck you!
What ails is the need,
Give it to me please!
Satisfy my want,
Give me your cunt.
My skin is set crawling,
Addiction not stalling.
Never to be free,
So please, PLEASE fuck me!
Your Anus My Captor
Bend yourself over,
Show me your arse.
Get my blood flowing,
Set your line, cast.
Draw me in,
Capture my lust.
Net what you need,
Take in that first thrust.
Slick as it slides,
Out and then in.
Your anus my captor,
Capturing my sins.
Moaning pleasure,
Our cries of delight.
Cumming together,
Not trying to fight.
Releasing all,
Unbridled and free.
Your arse filled,
By me as you need.
You Just You
You just you, nothing else.
Pictures that make more than my heart melt.
Pictures that make my hard cock ooze.
Pictures of you my sweet sexy muse.
You just you, nude as born.
Sexy as hell, but much more warm.
Pictures that show me all that I miss.
Pictures that you thankfully gift.
You just you, the Goddess I praise.
That you chose me, I’m still amazed.
Pictures we’ll make, you and I.
Held in our minds til the end of time.
I like it, I love it.
How you feel, Inside and out.
The response shuddering forth,
In my mind no doubt.
A little death?
Well, we all die.
But it’s not the dying,
It’s how we live our life.
I live mine,
As you live yours.
The perfect pair,
Two love whores.
Watching, learning,
Feeling our way.
Needing, yearning,
Wanting our next day.
For that might be the one,
Our forever, to stay.
That might be the one,
When we don’t fly away.