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Click hereMy Dark Angel
Pain can be a beautiful thing
My pleasure is you tormenting me
Your kisses as deep as your bites
Our days as dark as our nights
Your nails & razors down my chest
Marking, claiming, tearing my flesh
Taking all that you crave
All That you need
All that I possess
My blood and my seed
A violent mesh of love and lust
Intensifying with every bloody gush
Building with every deepening thrust
Returning this beauty I pin you beneath me
Teeth searing your heated flesh relieves me
Blood's sweetness on my tongue and lips
Grinding, thrusting nails digging into your hips
Finding your pleasure through pain
As I take you again and again
This poem was mentioned in the New Poems Review in the Poetry Forum.
"Your nails & 'razors' down my chest."...sounds like she is a fillet for supper. Or did you mean the nails were like razors?
Welcome to Lit with this very well done piece of eros, describing so vividly the giving and receiving of tooth and nail passions.