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Abyssex
Sultry voice
Scattered like a broken choice.
Splitting into darkened love paths.
Bathing in its river moist.
Leaving all that's bitter.
Favoring the inner.
Stopping words at lips
With a quintessential kiss.
Tongues gift-wrapped in each other
Presents for the lovers.
Taste buds mingling with ease.
Absorbing every sweet disease
That makes us sick with heat
And burning one another.
Planting barest feet
Soft against the carpet.
Curling toes excite at sharing this apartment.
Mounds of needless cloth
That fall
In heaps around our ankles
Heed our call.
Stepping free with bodies angled
Towards the bed.
And if you want
To keep this sacred and alone.
We can hide under the sheets
And make a tent
To contain every moan.
Tossing clean about
And finding song.
Making waves of ghosts
Where the pale sheet did once belong.
Lost under its white.
Catching rhythm right.
Scorching skin...
Hands exploring up and down
Leaving tickles.
Sweat bead trickles
Lubricate your mound.
Guide me in.
Pushing forth...
Making broken sounds.
Watch your eyes roll back
To purest black
When we shatter bounds.
Kissing at the hips.
Sucking at the lips.
Lost in our abyss...
