Purest porcelain: cracked
Cosmetics all awry
Mock modesty attacked
Blushes – her desires do belie
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Finest form; ecstasy wracked
Tears collecting in her eye
Pointless protest she’ll retract
Only through pleasure does she cry
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From operatic orgasm; hoarse
Song of masochistic infatuation
Her masculine maestro’s force
Sublime & savage penetration
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Free from sadism’s remorse
Gifting sensual laceration
The non-carnal we divorce
Blinding lust; our destination
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Mere compassion; revoked
Strong hands upon her throat
Darkest sensation: provoked
Desperate breathlessness by remote
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Begs through bulging eye
Her panic’s symphony: divine
Pleading; oxygen I supply
I through sadistic smile; decline
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Before gifting life’s own kiss
Tender breath bestowed
Brought back from the abyss
Her grateful lungs explode
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Time for composure I deny
Instead her gasping mouth I take
And with contented sigh
Of deep depravity partake
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Until in tangled mess
Fatigued & satiated we collapse
To sickly sentiment; confess
And into tenderness relapse.
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For in mere depravity alone
It is wise we do not dwell
And yes even Iove I’ll condone
If darkest depravity exists as well!
~*~