Fingers
skim your collarbone
a deliberately
maddeningly
slow motion
my hands move with purpose
and yet...
my mind spins
Is this the angel in me
surrendering to you?
Or my own devil
finally waking up?
I no longer know
pressing closer
hip to hip
as I push you inside me
breath mingling
hot and sharp
the boundary
between us blurs
my angel falls face first
into your dark
and she likes the ruin
of every thrust
and growl
the saint
is completely gone
as I claim the depravity
and pull you down
*The angel in me
#wildwickedwords @Changedhandle1
This is the earliest I’ve managed to ride a century(100 miles in a day). Now time to eat all the FOOD!
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