- Erotic Poetry
- The powerful hold
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Touch me
Taste me
Feel me
You made me
All I am
All I know
Is in those moments
When I'm ready to blow
Heart pounding
Pulse thready
One little kiss
And I'm more than ready
I shake and I shiver
Thighs damp and they quiver
Nails scratching
Teeth biting
Body aching
Why do I keep fighting
In these moments when deep inside
The pounding crescendos
And I can no longer hide
My eyes flung wide open
My breath comes too fast
And then it is over
When I wish it would last
Give me an eternity
Instead of these fleeting times
So short and so fast
I don't want to hide
She needs to be free
The release is a beacon
These moments with my body
When I finally reach heaven
The real me is out
And she finally shines
The power and the rush
Are finally mine
Then they take it away
They say it is wrong
But when the hands play the tune
I dance to the song
My body can't forget the beat
It remembers the moves
And I join in the dance
Following the groove
I don't care
If they shut the place down
I'll dance on my own
In my head I hear the sound
Can't escape it
My personal melody
Puppet tied to strings
I'll never be free
Fuck I hate the hold it has on me...
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