Thursday, October 29, 2009

pulsing

i woke up writhing
needing to intertwine with your body
proof of my primal existence
my heart pounds and races
however my pulse is slow and throbbing

the more i ignore to touch
the stronger my desire becomes

i need it

how much longer can this grow inside of me
building and rising
becoming an animal inside me
devouring every other need

my flesh is weak
my desire is powerful

quiero tener sexuales con usted minuto

j'ai besoin de vous
j'ai besoin vous toucher

toccarmi
il sesso me

desee queme como yo le desse

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