Can you feel
This crying want
The desire
To have you
Take you
Now here
Upon this stop
In total abandon
To the pressure
That grinds me
Sore to the ache
Your body makes me.
Can you feel
Hard my yoke
That seeks
Those sweet
Delight between
Inner thighs
That wet and moist
To the want
Tells me you
Seek the throbbing
Ache filled
Pounded
Till but a tear
Drips from your eye.
Alisdaire O'Caoimph
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