Carnal Chronicles


She, a being with history, breathing, feeling, existing, changing being,
Yield in like chocolate, Rub the salt in
Hurt it boy, grab it, melt in, needy handfuls
Rhythmic perfection of these spinning, newfound stars
Bliss shared and gained in one vessel
Plastic barrier, harbors connection of evil and virtue
Eat it munch it thrust it hard, biting gasps
Force of habit, this is just right, Reserved freaks exhibitionism
Genitalia savagery
The ship halfway between the shores of pain and pleasure
Yielding and yielding to the abyss of everything
And I cherished her for it

Twitter: @mighty_leny


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