I am winding my way down a dark corridor
one that has no drop off, but perhaps a wall...
And the trick is to see
what's on the other side....
what resides in the shadows beyond what's real
(c)RayBaycliff
and what's only tinged with real.
And he has his mouth on mine
then in my ear
and hot breath singes me inside
as he tells me about her
telling him about me
and how her mouth met mine in a flurry of sighs
and her musky cunt left perfumed rings around my mouth
and how I bathed in her and she in me
and I'm tumbling and he's with me and we don't know when to stop
or where
until that wall--
the wall that has awaited us all along
comes into view.
and I brace for the impact
his body stiffens as he penetrates me with a last cry
warmth engulfs me and molten, dulcet fluid sprays us
as the wall envelopes us,
taking us deftly to the
other side...
but the lack of collision leaves me craving--
craving the pain;
all the while the corridor deepens and continues...
(c) trinity wolf
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