I want to break your traditionalism

I want to unleash the lion underneath

I want to unveil the darkest red

I want to feel the wrath of your lipstick

I want to feel your mold crumble

I want to feel your transformation

I want to reveal your ripped secrets

I want to throw away the blue towel

I want to move side by side with you

I want to roll the dice in the flames

I want to be ignited by your thoughts

I want to prance in your amazing mind

I want to make you let go of the fear

I felt the slick editing

pawing the lust in the paragraphs

Turn the page

I was lured by the gravitational pull

and the scent of the ink

Turn the page

I stared at the flames between

each word

Turn the page

I must confess that ecstasy was

painted with your sighs

Turn the page

I stood between the desires and

the tingling sensations

Turn the page

I watched the letters blend into one

as our insides turned into mush

Turn the page

Stumbling in and out
A blurry vision stuck in the corner
Moments ripped at the seams
Strangers on the edge of thirst

There was a rush
Some unspoken urgency
His alluring eyes dripped desire
Intoxicated with need

Thoughts unraveled
Urges climbing to the top
Animalistic hunger bitten
Senses enhanced

A throbbing pain
Engulfed her senses
Enthralled and smitten
By his glance

Intensity bursting
Hidden gliding hand
Slightly revealing
Inevitable attraction

Both were in trance
Captive in each other’s arms
Heaving and breathing
Forgetting all moral qualms

Deep thrusts of fire
Like a train in a tunnel
Torn clothes
Devouring velvet

Their night of passion
Met the break of dawn
They savored each moment
And moaned to climax


Braeden – Italics

Sakshi– Non Italics

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Waltzing into a drawn out riddle

Between the watered down confessions

and the bold face fabrications

A violent outburst of schemes drizzle

Crumpled up promissory notes

Pockets full of fireworks blown

Indecent proposals flickering

Tossing and turning in the hot rain

Exposed hands dipped in sweetness

A secret lurking behind the curves

Will the words ever be spoken

Unsettled ransom note

Detailed commands

Requirements in bold

A letter of disgust and greed

Jaw dropping and bewildered

Unbelievably open

Shyness hit the floor

Deep into the gutter

Reread multiple times

Filter out the window

I might have to do it

A part of me wants to do it

Create black and white copies

Outsmarted and in driver seat


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I found a lurking vampire

in your mind

I found a forbidden ghost of reason

in your imagination

And you make me crazy

I found the chemistry between

your charming wit and voice

I found your grace underneath

your gorgeous sheets

And you make me crazy

I found sensuality in your words

and the fabric of your soul

I found a spell in your soft hands

and your priceless treasure

And you make me crazy

I found a gift in the seas of your eyes

and got lost

I found paradise in your love

and never want to leave

And you make me complete

Hardcore to the third degree

Obscene tension ripped in half

Smutty and dangerous lipstick

Slightly offensive and crude

Demanding and commanding

Caught off guard

Twisting and stirring

A sighing lecherous pleasure

Throbbing blue and purple

Pretty hate steam leaking

Revealing bits of hunger

Withholding a venture of thirst

Staring at a wild ache

Arching and eyes rolling

Selfless gratification

Submerged in satisfaction

Worshiping and idolizing skin

Indulging in a slice of spice

Treasuring a succulent nectar

Relishing in solace

Forty eight hours of zest

Watching it jerk

Watching it convulse

Staring at your eyes

Watching it shake

Watching it throb

Staring at your expression

Watching it grow

Watching it in a frenzy

Staring at your excitement

Watching the motion

Watching it in harmony

Staring at your hands

Watching it spasm

Watching it erupt

Staring at the outcome


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From the decorated tricks

to the lustful and tart candy

The crimson plasma spreads

like a tormented disorder

Calm like a grenade

Held by a tremulous clown

Waving his God smack hand

Tossing hundred dollar bills

to purchase genocidal vodka

Tick tock tick tock

Inside the gray rats nest

Morbid clocks humming the

melody of Enter Sandman

The crack of the numb skull

opens up and echos rape

Recognizing the basket case

Jolted and ramshackle

Hunger for disease thickens


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