- Erotic Poetry
- Passion Fruit
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Torment
break me open
pulverize indiscretion
spread me on tongue
breathe me in
breathe me out
out
bruise and wrack
the fragile queen
into herself
unto you.
Taste me with
the constant
(solid and demanding)
companion of craving:
more
wanting
satiated
bliss.
If this were a feast
we would sit, two
gorged Romans
lapping at the heels
of gluttony.
Sweet evil,
how many words
lay between us
before I am only
filled with you
broken
open,
A messy fruit
offered out
on succubus fingers
for you to lap
savor
ask for more.
I whisper
come now
come
and eat,
Impale me
on your tongue
then allow me
to swallow you
whole.
