Insatiable Muse

Oh, my insatiable muse

how you still the winds

of my chaos

with your need for me

yearning for my

undivided attention

to every precious part

of that beautiful female form

I lose all sense

of me

as I attend to

the hunger in you

feeding you slowly

yet urgently

hoping to hear

the rapturous cries

of a finally sated muse

©MidwestFantasy

09/18/2017

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