Poetry

Unfiltered Desire

Time’s a wastin’
Vacillating out of fear
We’ve only imagined this night
Now my desire is sure
Don’t be gentle
Press me against the wall
Taste me
Slip between my legs
Fill me
Feel me
When I whimper in ectasy
Violently release
Turn me around
Look me in the eye
Take me again
🥚🌿

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