Eyes of desire crashing into my soul,
broken and bleeding my will given away.
Soft endeavors creating passion within,
by this angel my heart stops to breathe.
Bitten I lay before her beautiful touch,
slicing my kiss with lips of hell.
Deeply held down below her razor wings,
lust in my heart she looks into my eyes.
Holding me down in what I see as fantasy,
making dreams more than just such thoughts.
Licking my neck just before she sinks her teeth in,
orgasmic embrace by this vixen of my desires.
Passionate kiss killing the life in my pain,
making me who I am in her arms.
She breaks me in ways I am willing to take,
each scar on my flesh reminds me of her touch.
I scream for more as she smiles and accepts,
giving me pleasure by the pain inflicted hard.
Hurt me I whisper while her nails dig in,
thrust deeper I am made to do by her hold.
My blood on her lips tasting of salt so sweet,
tasting myself on her tongue as she enjoys me.
An angel fallen to hold me in my images of lust,
finding light in the darkness, love in her arms.
Johnny Newell
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