Were you born on a farm? Because you really know how to raise a cock!
Beast. He preys on me and my youthful innocence, ready to pounce Maim Tear me from piece to piece until I am a mere shadow of my former self Until what is becomes what was. Faded. Dust. Supping at my blood with lust I guess I just couldn't trust this ugly-faced beauty Who saw right through me Saw through the woman and sought out the vulnerable victim The meek little girl Ruined what could have been her world Trashed it Smashed it And then bashed her He crashed her hopes and dreams Ripped her apart right from the seams Until she, too, became ugly. The beauty became the beast.
I cant wait that heady rush of excitement Blood in my veins accelarating, stomach churning Unspoken words as our lustful gazes take precedence over the moment Time lost the clock ticks Provides a soundtrack to the deafening silence the interpolation of two hearts beating a chorus of moans sighs breath. Two lips meeting. Two souls greeting. Familiarity, as that same old hand meets that same old dip in my lower back and that same old name escapes your lips that needy grasp on my hips bliss. for moments like this? I cant wait.
