Your cool skin to my razor's edge of excitement.
Tender pink fleshy morsels to my eager bite of anticipation
Milky soft mounds to the confinement of my clutching desire
Wet creaming hollow to my heated mindless plundering passion
Elegant long defiant nape to my cold hard finger tips clamping
Possession with intent
Desparate eyes to the realeasing of your soul
Pulsing euphoria to my mind's murderous senseless desire.
Sated in your last raging gasps. collapse.
Fade to black.
mmm
like this
promoting violence is not
promoting violence is not good
you have great talent... hope you use it for good
An arty piece with a warning
two very different people in this piece its about sexual desire With an ominous twist in the language as a warning about really being safe with who you give yourself to. Do you really know that person? But this piece is about the intent to satify. There is no murder in the piece unless you read it that way. Ultimately lust is a selfish act. The colaspse is in exhaustion, drifting to sleep. Or is it? Its up to the reader to decide. :) thanks for your insight and concern sincerely appreciate it. Cheers SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."