Sin Eater
How does it feel?
when I kneel
we make love
and confess all our sins...
Anoited in our sins
embodiment of our sins
rare gold in color
we always want more...
We sin of lust
swirl in amber
my tongue
licking your flesh...
Midnight wrath
we kiss
we coil
in a fit of redden anger....
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2014
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