the devil holds a special place inside his body once the groin becomes hard.
men can't hide it.
they can't hide the need to devour every inch of you.
they can't hide the want to do so many things to you.
they don't want to go easy on you,
when the devil lingers inside their eyes.
oh no,
they won't to do the widest amount of unholy things to you.
the plan of making you scream so loud from pleasure,
you, scratching his back, not knowing what to do with your hands.
what to hold onto.
the moans you never knew could exist slip past your throat and out of your mouth.
all because the devil entered him,
once he realized he can do whatever he wants to you,
because after all you asked him to.
you're his.
he's yours.
and now,
as he thrusts into you,
telling you to look at him while you moan so loud,
you see the devil in his eyes,
the strong desire he can't hold back,
drooling with desire to touch the girl he loves.
to please in so many ways.
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my lover poets
Romancethe thoughts about love. Simplicity form yet addictive to consume your mind over. Love isn't always perfect. (I know I'm not a perfect writer in poetry, but I thought it would be fun to write out some thoughts I have, and things I've learned int...
