Love soaked in lust. Dirty, raw, gentle, pure. |
My eyes, on you a thought, so cruel I reach, for you “No please”, you say “Not now.” How shy! “Why not?” I ask. No answer, mere smirk. Your hand, I hold I pull, you fall for me, in me. Oh God! Your touch I feel, the rush Your breath, so hot Might burn, me self. My passion, it burns a fire, of my loins I want you, so bad right here, right now. True love, it was got soaked, with lust. Reckless and pure so dirty and raw my enemy, my friend the battle, begun. |