Dark Desires


Kim V. Poetry

It’s the pain of loving you.
You and the darkest desires of
My heart.
It’s the way you call my name,
When I touch you.
It’s the way you plead for more,
When I take you.
It’s the way your voice trembles,
Before you cum.
You need me.
You want me.
You crave me.
You belong to me,
In every way.

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