BMF's Urban Hang Suite

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There is something to be said for the way you say my name..
whispering, then moaning, then yelling amd shrieking..
Like the mythical Wailing Banshee has really come to be
And she is battling the one foe who just knocked her right to sleep..
Something about your skin, how it's heat intensifies
How the red in your eyes burns bright as passion rises..
How the tension in your thighs clamps down like a vise
As your body falls in line with your voice as it cries..
Something about your breasts, how they rise and they fall
As you give me your all, And I break through your walls
As you try to stall the inevitable, yet the storm keeps brewing
And waves wash over me and them crash into you..
There is something to be said for the way your body coils
Then releases with a fury and your blood begins to boil..
All of our toil and our trouble, repaid by sensations doubled
As we melt away in flame..and recover in the ash..
there is something to be said for the aftermath of this destruction..

Perfection.


Inhale my infuriating taste,
Swarming madness
Candy to thine own eyes,
Exhale my sugar, slithering haste
Call to your whip, wield your chain
Twisted grins, fevered pitch
A vengeful promise
The allure, you quote, a promise of pain
Oooh, you speak so sweetly,
What if's, prose of lust
Tastes, sounds, sight
Come closer, woo me discreetly
Taunting a delicious tease
Strike fire to iron
Fold a blade fit for a King
Yet, made for a Queen.


Nicely done!
 
I feel like I'm in the movie Groundhog Day...

T'ANDI!!! Stop encouraging. :mad:

:D
 
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