The magic of reflected love
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.
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–¤
You, your body,
Your mind and more.
I want it all,
With my all, to its core.
I need you to feel,
All that I feel.
I need you to feel,
That I am real.
You, my wildest fantasy,
My dream come true.
But the fact, the reality,
There’s no dream to pursue.
For that vision,
That image in our heads.
Doesn’t compare to the reality,
To the facts in dream’s stead.
For it’s you, your body,
Your mind and more.
All that I want,
The reality I adore.
I long for what we do,
I long for your touch, for you!
I long for the kiss and what comes next.
I long for our unbridled freedom in sex.
I long to see where passion guides our souls,
I long for the feeling as lust takes us whole.
I long to lose myself, with you in sin,
I long for all the above listed herein.
I long for us, our forever to be.
I long for you, here with me.