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Him.

HIM

I feel as if the Mississippi is damn near about to gush out the meeting of my thighs.

Just at the memory of our first night.


I yearn

To soak in his alpha aura

It sends me into a deep calm

A sleep with my eyes open

To dream.


When he begins to open his mouth

to smile

to speak

I cannot help

the excitement to learn the inside works of his head

this man could be a prophet

a healer of the soul and spirit.


The teasing bites of his teeth against my skin

Soft thrushes

Hands brushing

Pudenda throbbing

My spine evaded by cold creep.

With him

I am elevated to a completely new realm

I could slide my tongue beneath his perfect teeth

How can a man be so delicious?

My wanting for Him is

Now

Everyday

Forever.

For him to fill me up

in empty spaces

to consume me.

To take me places between pleasure and pain

As if to break all my bones

And fix me up all again

My existed has been utterly bruised

by

Him.

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