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Primal
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Erotic Poetry When we kiss
you can start soft and tender
even a little tentative,
sweetly respectful.
But please
oh please
when the flames begin to lick,
when we both start to smolder,
and ignition is but an errant spark away
Please, I beg you,
make me feel it.
Pin me to you,
force my gasp
push me off balance
devour my shuddered exhale
I want your every tastebud
to know me
fingers biting
teeth scraping
nails rending skin
gripping hair
wrenching neck
arching back
Yes
please
Come on
