Breathing you
Whips that once used on slaves and animals,
now brings pleasure to me..
they lead to my creamed screams..
bite marks, leaving a trail of your essence on me for days,
my body tightening every time i close my eyes
i swear
i can hear my self moaning your name.
gripping my hair, arching my back
as if you were pulling my hair ..
rocking my body slowly until u and i our in each others realm…
making my every exhale … my last breath…
wanting to breath you, profundamente…..
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