Monday, November 08, 2010

Really?!?

Well ain't this some shit for ya. I thought fucking with you was supposed to have me spent, weak, wrecked and ravaged. I thought I would have wounds so deep, the return of Moses would be needed to close my red seas. My heart would Humpty and horses, donkeys, soldiers and cowards could search over that wall endlessly and there would still be pieces of me to be found.   I walked through that door expecting wet kisses, trembling thighs and looking like Kim at the end of her 9 and half weeks. Instead I'm four and half years in and I'm dealing with the fact that you have fallen in love with my mind which makes hard for you to possess my body when I need you be the demon inside me. I need to have your sweat soak into my skin and absorb the smell after you've maxed and climaxed all over me and wish you could stay a little while longer. I need that ooh to come from my core and travel up to my center until it hits my tongue and it comes as moan that is muffled cause it ain't the place but you would surely have my time if only you were there. I knew going in you would never be mine, but I needed that scratch and you fit the bill like a congressman and I was going to do the ways and means to be a slave to your masterful hands and tongue and teeth and...See, if you could not handle me, then you shouldn't have fucked over her in the first place