Lust

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    Lust

    Passionate kiss roughly touched
    enjoying the wild time to struct my stuff
    a kiss on the neck a touch of the cheek
    body tempeature so high i can see my heart beat
    kissing touching screaming moaning
    nails digging in the back tearing up the skin
    not a virgin but i shol can pretend
    love juices splashing everywhere
    a lusty scent floating through the air
    as i let down my hair
    swingin my body everywhere
    this is coming to end so we're jus wrapping it up
    feeling like love but it was all jus lusprobaly will never see eachother again
    but sometimes this is how lust ends!!

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Rihannie’s Poems (6)

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