Slave of the flesh

Smooth and blissful skin,
Filling my mind with visions of sin
Blood races, my heat surfaces, filled with lust
Taste you, feel you, enjoy you I must

Your breasts allure me, begging for deliverance,
To hold you, to touch you, make you mine.
A burning desire that brings sufferance
Biting, sweating, legs intertwined

To die a small death with you, burning obsession
Skin against skin, blood upon blood, killing oppression
And in the fires of what is denied, my reason and patience are cast aside.
Take me, brand me, I’m your slave of the flesh
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© World Bridger 2008