- Erotic Poetry
- Never Enough Time
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Click hereSome nights
our stolen moments
are all about
you
hurting me.
Some nights
you
don’t put
your cock
in my mouth.
Some nights
I get to scream
and squirm
and cry.
Some nights
I get to wonder
how badly
I’ll be bruised
in the morning.
Some nights
you
exhaust me
to the point of
shaky legs and
hitched breaths.
Some nights
are about floggers
and crops
and belts
and paddles and
cold sharp metal.
Some nights
you hold me tight
during and
hold me tighter
after as
welcomed pain
settles into
welcomed peace.
Some nights
when you say,
it’s ok baby,
I’m done
hurting you,
I can’t tell if
I’m relieved or
disappointed.
There’s never
enough time
during or
after, it’s
always a
rush to
get to
the rush and
come
back down
from the rush.
I wish we had
more time to enjoy
painful nights and
I wish they
led me into
pleasured
mornings
with you in
my bed in
my arms in
me.
- COMMENTS
Paul4playover 3 years agoYour words exude the undulating carnal intimate intensity of the tension as it rises and falls.....
...thank you.....
