Saturday, January 14, 2023

Agony of falling through thorns to reach the roses

 


Deep & rich tones paint her delicate porcelain skin
Brush strokes of his animalistic lust color her ass
Once so soft and smooth, now marred, broken

Sweet dull aches turn to stinging pain and heat
Her body felt on fire from the smoldering passion
Desire and obsession burned from his eyes 

She craves his marks and the bruises to come
Wearing them hidden and secret just for herself
Memories of forbidden desire, peace from surrender



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