Perceptions

I saw the rage in his gaze, His seductive art I felt his digitus medius, longing to write his name inside my ****. He charged up as usual Still looking little unsettled with a sudden crash of energy, I wanted to escape the situation, but his grip was tight and manhood hard Enough to melt me down and Drown in his love Bowing in front of him like a slave for an individual. I could feel his warm breath on my already perspiring neck. His phallus expanding making me lose my sense. With his each powerful thrust I wanted to take everything off my soul Deciding to surrender my body In front of a beast, I collide. After all the chaos he already caused His eyes were clear and bright. I was his trophy He won, gambling his own life. His pearl whites were giving me bruises His rough palms were squeezing out my juices His legs powerfully Intertwined with mine. His voice murmured in my ear narrating His passion, sorrows, and mysteries he hides. He collapsed on top of me and I was still burning inside. I felt unworthy of what was happening to me and his eyes kept reciting "Darling, I love you! You're mine." He continued carelessly incorporating his wildness in the purity of my life Surely, he made me swoon over his voice Reading my lips making filthy signs. Over his obscene touch and erotic noise It was the moment when I felt I cannot take it more I found my self engrossed even more in his crotch every time. He knew what I yearned for he gave it all to me slowly tearing me apart. His warmth lay on my belly And we felt glued together for the rest of our life. -Prithvi Gulati