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Click hereClawing, itching, burning
it jitters along my skin
making my senses flare
and setting my synapses aflame
I shiver
vividly remember a pull towards
anything masculine
an almost electromagnetic attraction
I burn within my skin
closing my eyes
in an attempt to escape
the frustration
the need to be filled
fulfilled
to feel merciful release
The rut is strong within me
and I thank divine providence
that I have no reason to be outside
victim to Pan's siren call
the temptation is too strong...
God - my body thrums and shakes
my hands clutching into fists
as I try to ride it out
wishing only that
someone would throw open wide
the door to my heart
my soul - to restrain me
to force the burning rut out of me
with dark desire and force
wrenching, pulling, biting, growling
Wrap my fingers in your hair
squeeze tight and ride me hard
just TAKE me, MARK me
I need, I want, I hiss, I moan
I DESIRE
It is an all consuming need
And, god, I need so badly to feed it
Sounds much better this evening, after a good hearty dinner, than it did this morning before breakfast. Sounds like so much raw vibrant sexuality with a bit of an edge to it.
This poem was mentioned on the New Poems Review Thread on Literotica's Poetry Feedback and Discussion Forum.