They go about their busy day,
They look forward to the night,
Of which will be filled with savagery.
They taunt each other through text,
They tease and toy which each other's beast,
Of which will be let loose as night falls.
They are insatiable when they are together,
They drive each other into a wild frenzy,
Of which can only be quelled by them.
They feast until they ache,
They lie entangled in each other's arms,
In which they feel safe and loved.
© Seductive Poetry
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Her Red Lips
Always His, Always Hers
You Are Mine!
He Is Hers, She Is His
What They Are For Each Other
It Is Nothing Short Of Magical
Their Primal Dance
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