Pervasive Thoughts Awaken My Urge…
I Made Love to You in Writing,
And Spread Ink Like Passion Across the Sheets,
I Caressed His Biceps with Every Love Note,
I Kissed Up and Down His Thighs in Short Sentences,
I Licked the Lust Between His Fingers in Prose,
I Bit His Lip and Gently Pulled His Head In Between The Lines,
I Tasted All His Innocence Without A Spoken Word,
I Made Him Arch His Back and Moan,
It Only Took A Pen…
He Was Now in That State of Fire That She Loved.
She Wanted to Be Burnt.
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