his icy cold eyes stared into mine,
i feel them traveling down my body
with his hands gliding down my skin
watching his every move
his plump soft lips pressed down on my neck
the base of this tongue attaches to my skin
gripping some on his teeth
leaving these hideous marks
long, thick fingers travel slowly inside
i twitch for more
placing my right hand on his muscle
he flexes to show off
they move in words and out
faster then slower
being gentle yet a little rough
more, i want more
i'm becoming more greedy
losing my patience
he looks back at me with those hazel eyes
"i want more.."
he quickly slides out his fingers
taking a square foil off the stand
ripping it open with his teeth
gliding it onto himself
feeling the warmth of our bodies connecting
those callused hands run against my chest
moving my mouth to his ear, i whisper
"you're not that good."
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dark aesthetic poems
Poetry⚠️WARNING:⚠️ If you want to use any of my writing PLEASE give me my credit, these are originals written by me and I would like my credit!- Erica Lau Some of these poems deal with suicidal thoughts and actions, it doesn't specifically say any self ha...
