does it make me a whore to want to feel good?
does it make me a whore to want to make you feel good?
does it make me a whore to crave physical contact?
I love the way it feels to be what a man wants. To feel his hands roam the curves of my body like I'm fucking gold in his eyes.
I love the way his eyes roll back as the pleasure I give him surges through his body and he grips my hips begging for more.
I love the way he touches me, icy shocks running through my veins.
but what happens when our eyes meet and you hurry and look away?
when we're centimeters from kissing but you move to my neck to avoid the consequences of feeling something other than physical pleasure?
maybe I need more than that.
but why would you care?
after all, I'm just a whore.
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poetic
Poetry(poetry): -literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of the distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a genre of literature. - a quality of beauty and intensity of emotion regar...
