Body Thunder

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Two bodies

unclothed night

crashing desires

pounding need

flesh-torn lust riding the storm

full force

without warning

thunder

without rain

©MidwestFantasy

December 2018

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Just A Wicked Night

Winds howled

in night’s sinful hands

corrupt love

danced without remorse

devilish eyes

tethered him

her female form

shameless

in nudity and power

bodies worshipped

in unholy freedom

nothing sacred

in lust’s dark

wicked chill

of her unrighteous moans

heightened his pleasure

with every thrust

until licentious euphoria

grabbed his soul

screams of final pleasure

last echoes of the night

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©MidwestFantasy

November 2018

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(Written for the Go Dog Go Cafe Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge using the words “wicked chill”)

Rock Me Punk

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I heard your hands

begged them

come

play your bare, raw notes

where none exist

on my nakedness

create impure riffs

inciting shivers

I cannot control

make me ache

and rock along

sliding under

your tawdry punk beat

bucking with

your delinquent rhythm

my high notes

hitting your low notes

slams of coked stanzas

blowing my mind

blare your sounds

ripping my senses

from my skin

until nothing is left

of me

©MidwestFantasy

04/20/2018

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(Today is my birthday , and I just wanted to rock it the way I know best.  I am what I am, and this kind of writing just makes me happy. )