Feral Words
Yes there are hearts
Involved
Steady in their
Resolve
Resolute truths
Beat
In us two
But on occasion
We retreat
Back
To
Basics
Base instincts
Kick in
And we are animals
Intrinsic in nature
Raw
Wild
Behavior
Behind
Our eyes lie
Elements of danger
Daring us
Sparing us no savior
Not now
Like this
Clothes ripped
Tight grips
Breathing heavy
Hard over lips
Teeth graze
Over the tips
Of breasts
Aching
Against him
For this
More this
More more more
Yes
Nails dig
In
To the soft skin
At his
Neck
Yes
He bites
Bruises
Across
Ribs
Down
To hips
That lift
For him
No words
Only actions
Happen
Having
Hands lost in his hair
Pleading without words
Against
The thick liquid
Feel of the air
He exhibits greed
As he feeds
Licks sweat
Off thighs
Licks lips
And dives
Down low on me
Knees meet
The hard planes
Of he
And as I drown
In my release
He sees
The anguish
In my eyes
I rise
And settle myself
At his waist
I crave the taste
Of him
Hard hot man
Wrapped in smooth
Soft
And hints of
Salt
Greet me
Meets the
Warmth of my hungry mouth
Growls deeper now
As he pushes past
Teeth that tremble
And fight
The urge to be
Sinking just enough
To earn his
Pleas
But I am sweet
Slow strokes
Of a practiced
Tongue
Nearly
Clearly
Have him undone
My head pulled back
As he shakes
His own
No
Don't
Do that
Eyes speak this
I need him
Hands grab quick
Turn me
Swift
Over
To knees
Promises
Promises
Please
Own me
Barely a thought
Before I am
Sieged
Cries
Screamed
Ragged
Ravaged into seams
Of sheets
He is deep
Deep
Deep
Pressing
All he is
Into
All the sweet
Wet warmth of me
My mind
On fire
Hips pushing hard
Against him
Higher
Higher
Climbing
Clawing
Craving
To meet in that place
Where we need
No names
No waste of these
Moments
We go then
There together
Better
Better
Better
Sweaty
Salty
Messy
Bless me
All against this bed
Animals
Acting
On the red
Rage
Beating
From hearts
Far
Into our bones
Known
Only
To us
Who bask
Unabashed
In the scent
Of our lust
Trust
These feelings
As they come
To us
We come
With just
The right amount
Of force
To warrant
Howls
That leave
Our hoarse
And tender
Throats
We go
Together
Then sleep
All the better
Sound
And still
Curled
Against
Each other
Like beasts
Simmering
In the aftermath
Of heat
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