MY DARK THOUGHTS….ADULT CONTENT

Monthly Archives: January 2016

 

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NAKED, FLUSHED, UNDER THE COVERS THINKING

OF YOU…WHAT YOU ALWAYS WANTED…

TO SINK DEEP, PLAYING FOR KEEPS…..

VOICE ON THE PHONE,  MOAN, FINGERS

TRAVELING, I DABBLE…..

TENDER FOLDS PART, DART, AND I ENTER

YOU…WEEPING, PEEPING, WAITING FOR ME

TO COME……

JUICES BLOSSOM, AND I OPEN MORE, TWO

AT A TIME, FASTER, ASS ARCHED, THINKING

OF YOU IN-BETWEEN……

YOU STIFF, BITING YOUR LIP, WANTING

ME TO CRAVE, BE BRAVE…GIVING ALL I AM

TO YOU AND ONLY YOU…..

I RUSH, BLUSH ON YOU, FOR YOU, AND TONIGHT,

I WEAR YOU……

 

 


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PAPER CUTS, EYES SHUT, I THINK OF YOU,

SINGING THE BLUES….

SKIN PALE, BLOOD STALE, CARE FOR A TASTE

OF MY DISGRACE?

FIGHTING FOR MY HONOR, ALL ALONG

YOU WERE DISROBING, PROBING ME….

DOWN MY MOUTH YOU FLOWED IN CELESTIAL

TEARS, VEINS ICED, DICED…..

I, THE DISMAL DAMSEL, FLUFFING, HUFFING,

DRESS LIFTED TO ANKLES, WHAT A DISGRACE….

BLACK, GREY, CAN’T EVER MAKE UP MY MIND,

BUT HALOS WERE NEVER A CHOICE TO MAKE ME

MOIST….

CREME, DREAM, I AM YOUR IN-BETWEEN…..

MOPING, HOPING, TO BE DREADFUL

MELANCHOLY, BUT YOURS, YES,

YOUR METAMORPHOSIS…..


 

93a6fe27f7e83bc738fec93ee8ebcc51PRETTY LETTERS ON THE TIP OF THE TONGUE, MAKE

YOU CUM….

TO WALK TALL, BACK ARCHED NAKED, BARE, IF

YOU LISTEN, I GLISTEN…..

TO CRAWL TO YOU, ON ALL FOURS, ASS IN THE AIR,

OUR EYES DANCING, PRANCING….

I AM COMFORTABLE IN MY SKIN, TO WIN YOUR

HEART….

I WANT THE SUN TO YELLOW ME IN SMILES

AND LAUGHS, TO STREAK ME IN GOLD….

THE MOON TO SEDUCE ME IN SMUDGES,

SHADOWS LEFT WHERE SIN HAS BEEN

TO TALK LIKE A QUEEN, LEAN AND MEAN,

NOT TO BE SHY, TO CRY OR DENY, BUT TO BE

ME IN ALL MY MOODY COLORS, NEVER BLURRING

OR BLEEDING, BUT TO KNOW MY PLACE WITHOUT HASTE!


 

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MAUL, PAW AND YOU FINISH YOUR BUSINESS

FOR CHEAP LICKS YOU PICK……

ROCK HARD, YOU PLAYED THE CARD…..JESTER…..

LAUGHING ALL THE WAY, ON HIS ONE HORSE

SLEIGH……

HAND PAINTED WHITE AS YOU RELEASE,

JINGLE ALL THE WAY…..

YOU WIPE YOUR PIPE, PIED PIPER,

CALLING MORE TO FOLLOW, TO FONDLE,

FIDDLE DEE DEE, BUT PLEASE STAY AWAY

FROM ME……



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