Animal Lust By Richard Maxfield 3-11-200 Smell the sent of love Linger through the air You know excitement waits A short distance over there With in the mighty jungle Your pray you start to track Sink your sharpen claws Deep with in my back Helpless to your will Laid out up on the ground Muffled growls of passion The only stirring sound Licking all the flesh Your attack exposed From my throbbing head To my quivering toes Sweet begins to glisten As all our strength leaves Rippling muscles tighten As both our bodies heave Collapsing in our arms Loves fulfilled delight We will start all over Before tomorrow night Copyright #RM99R4
Reason for writing:
Well the other poem I wrote My Only treasure is your pleasure was for her. I thought it was about time for me. LOL
Birth sign: Gemini
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