He fell in deep
power of her wild
clawing his soul
clutching a need
never realized
mystified and awed
he weakened
in her presence
strengthened in ardor
mind no longer his own
body belonging to her lure
no escape
from this wanton abyss
no will
to do anything
but fall
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©MidwestFantasy
05/02/2018
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My skin
stained with lines
of poetry
from your tongue
flesh burning
under desire you write
across collarbones
and curves
and core
words I’ve never felt
yet ache to feel
over and over
write me
burn me
stain me
with the ink
of man’s lust to please
©MidwestFantasy
03/27/2018
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Your body wraps me
like autumn’s breath
in the afternoon
whispering poetry
along my collarbones
blowing golden sighs
over my tightened belly
singing melodic blues
down the insides of my thighs
as I squirm
in the rhythm
of our writhing bodies
hues of your eroticism
coloring my world
©MidwestFantasy
09/26/2017
Ph- Maud Chalard
He peered behind her eyes
licking his lips
at the hidden seduction
stirrings low in his gut
making him shift his stance
“Now,” she said,
“your eyes may travel
all the way down…”
Obeying, as always,
his eyes scrolled from her face
beheld every edible inch
of her sugar fine skin
then he breathed deeply
and humbly asked,
“May I undo my belt now?”
©MidwestFantasy
07/18/2017
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Deep inside
wild needs
aching for release
dangerous cravings
hungering to be fed
yearnings for sin
singeing her edges
as fire roars ’round
her desperation
burning passion’s cry
for a sating
of this lawless lust
©MidwestFantasy
05/05/2017
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