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Spent (James Leland Ludeau-Lafayette, LA)


  • We fucked like waves of the ocean Crashing over us A sea of lust consuming us We gasped for breath A wet soreness took residence of our bodies And still we wanted more Like the drug of a fiend he used my mouth He set my flesh on fire with his touch Drenched in sweat Our bodies moving with each other in fluid motions A rhythm divine Until love conquered lust in dirty sheets Stained with the remnants of our primal struggle If he were the ocean I'd learned to float I'd dove head first into my desire Tasted the salt of his naked flesh I lay spent staring at his body Sweat & cum combined Congealed Like a mask covering our torsos A marriage of our DNA Lay in ruin His eyes penetrated my mind As his tongue penetrated my body I was captured A spell cast My longing for his sex, his touch, his taste, his smell overpowered my desire for anything else His voice calling my name like prayers in the night It was sacred Immortal Like nothing I'd known His body felt like my home Our breaths connected Synced

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