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i entered his room while sun was getting high while going down on ocean,
i felt his eyes rolling out as the skin was kissing me goodbye through his balcony,
all i knew was there's a heat between us but never been warm enough burn each other to ashes,
after a casual giggles,
he asked "do you know how to play guitar ?"
&
the moment i realised this going to be far.
his arms enveloped my body,
caressing the slavic desires.
his finger entwined with mine,
embracing the old school love.
the warmth of his breath,
were slowly engulfing my senses.
the poetry in his guitar lessons,
were savouring the taste in larghetto.
seeing me inebriating in his aroma,
he planted his nestling lips on my awakened neck,
to tranquilize the saint in me,
& stir the sleeping succubus.
he traced my waist
like a surgeon does before sewing ripped skin,
i felt how he is swallowing my consciousness with every abut,
but i felt like blackbird enslaved to her master.
he rushed his hands onto my dark cloudy hair,
enticing the venomous whispers,
he insinuated his tongue tasting mine,
&
in the very moment, i surrendered my existence in the moment to him.
his fingers intruded my mouth like he owns it,
made me suck taste those slivers,
while his right hand pinched my frozen brown nipples teasing the milky way,
his mouth took the charge to strip me &
the shameless giggles of mine,
adhering the slut in me.
dead naked body of mine,
a feast to his hungry blade,
the guitar lessons turning into slaughter house of my thirst,
he unhooked his pants infront my face,
ordered with his furious bottom lips,
to trepas into my skank mouth.
i tied my hair back & licked the pecker with my filthy tongue,
he shoved to end of throat to leave imprints of his reign.
pushing me back,
he started savoring the crack,
me behaving like whimpering fuck toy,
made his eyes roll and enjoy.
pulling me by my thighs,
candooling the thick wet doorway,
with his sly,
he crossed the threshold faraway.
his groaning being in the symphony with my moaning,
the poetry of the two burning flesh,
the narrative of infinite coalesce
- apollo
i wrote this poem with a perspective of a girl.












