Infactuated

Infactuated,

Far beyond driven.

Aching with need,

Sexual core riven.

You,

Your body,

Your mind,

Your soul.

Opening me,

Consuming me whole.

Infactuated,

Bewitched, enslaved.

Longing to touch,

Sexual ecstacy craved.

Me,

My body,

My mind

My soul.

Open to your spell,

Wrapped into your fold.

Heart’s Holes

I long to fuck you.
To revel in your flesh.
To make real imagined perversions.
To put our limits to the test.
I long to use you.
To give and take needs.
To make fantasies physical.
To set our lust free.
I long to love you.
To give peace to my soul.
To do what we do.
To fill our heart’s holes.

It’s Amazing

It’s amazing the lift a kiss can give,
How it can cure all our woes.
How the love passes from me to you,
Then back, to and fro.
Its amazing how just that little thing,
Can sustain through thick and thin.
How the love that we both hold,
Blossoms stead of withering.
Its amazing how much I miss that kiss,
How badly I need it right now.
How I yearn it’s restorative charm,
To rekindle my flame somehow.

Bound to Deny

Bend over my sweet,
Showcase your arse.
Pull panties aside,
See the spell that you cast.
For you know,
Certain for sure.
That I’m captivated,
Desperate for more.
Riveted to the view,
As you tease me hard.
Wanting to reach,
To grope, to grasp.
Moist slim lips,
Glisten to invite.
The taboo little star,
Dark yet so bright.
Bent over before me,
Frustratingly out of touch.
I’m bound to deny,
What I want oh so much.