A Dangerous Ride
My fire must have an equal match;
Kiss me, use nails, and leave a scratch;
Boss me around be aggressive,
grab me fast show me impulsive;
I’m not a woman who likes calm,
just call me a ticking time bomb;
Start the pulse in my throat jumping,
I want to feel my breath catching;
Be more than a little intense,
become the ride that’s dangerous;
Push me, make me accelerate;
Keep me up all night way too late;
Desire must be handled roughly,
this pleasure makes me feel guilty.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2023
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