Yours To Own

Temptation etched into your skin,

The path we strayed for our piece of sin.

Hour after hour of wanton lust,

Not because we choose, but because we must.

You’re under my skin, I’m deep into yours.

Me your fantasy, your very own whore.

Take me, ride me, your dildo that bleeds.

Wring my cock dry for that bloom of seed.

And all I’ll ask, promise me one thing alone,

That you are mine, if I’m yours to own.

Where we met

I opened the door to the room

And entered

A place

Where lips licked up words

As if they were melting candy

And sex happened in the mind

Not in the flesh

Where passion turned into perfume

And even though no one could smell

We all knew who was wearing it

Those delicate masks

Where we could hide

But still take a peek

A world where personal became private

And I was free

To be me

I love you Beastđź–¤

I love our worldđź–¤

I Lust You

I lust you

So deeply and depraved

Sex and all its possibilities

Are what my sinful soul craves

The paraphernalia

Of a filthy godless fuck

The feeling of your orgasm

As your body tied writhes and bucks

I lust you

Cumming in all your holes

Filling you with my burning flesh

Without me you’ll feel so cold

You’ll crave my insidious return

As I desperate need you too

And on our unholy reunion

I’ll fuck my way back deep into you