Souless

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*My first submission, I wrote this 11 months ago in a hungry rage. Please let me know your thoughts and/or feelings!*


Curled up...a small bright pinpoint in a pit of pitch..
Eyes screwed closed..hands clenched to heart...small useless hands in vain attempt to ward off the impending beast that gnaws at them ....beasts venom burning against such frail guards....
Smaller....if i were smaller it couldn't find me
Willing with every erratic heart beat to disappear...
WHY?! why?! why?! screaming in confused desperation... to a numb whimpering plea..
An illusion. The shame of defilement....the putrid taste of need...to be owned..tamed taken..
The beast draws nearer...sweet breathe hot like the winds of the arid dessert...lies dripping from every fang...such temptation echo's deep...
MINE..
FOREVER..
BOUND...
It plucks fine cords with razor tips claws...the pain...Masterful...relentless...to be tempered with tenderness...
Drawing deep... heartbreaking wrenching tears of gratefulness ....such shame in the love touch...unbound by it....so sweet an ache it renders defenses pathetic...
To be so manipulated...BEAST!
..taking what's not his...
..making such a small insignificant gesture to be sooo profound and full of bliss...
Burning....enveloped in molten desire...
..drawing forth that little minute spark..beast lips..breath ...fanning it brighter...pure sweet nectar of it dripping on his tongue...the tender hungry clasp of it in his open.maw..
claws stroking it like a babe's cheek..
Throb!..the throb pulsing through us now in unison....closer!
Flesh...hot primal flesh...
his fat turgid phallus sliding along.. dragging..to akin to torture to be tender..
Hands..small little hands raking..clinging to Him
...wonder ....awe....need...pleading..
MINE..
FOREVER..
BOUND...
little slut!
magnificent whore!
plunging pain and soul wrenching pleasure..
Thick bulbous head pushing...rending open against sweet honeyed lips..
A kiss...sheer force of will preventing soft pleading words..
A whispered command ...growling hungry order
GIVE IN TO ME!
undoing all resistance..
deep ....HARD!..plundered depths..
exploding among the stars..
acquisition..
surrender...
super nova of molten orgasm ...
joining in star bursts...joined in this moment of all the stars and universe..forever..
soulless.

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bronzeagebronzeageabout 12 years ago
Reviewed,

Reviewed in the New Poetry Recommendation thread, Mar 20 2012

tazz317tazz317about 12 years ago
ONE MAY THINK SOUL-LESS

but minds and spirits never agree. TK U MLJ LV NV

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