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Moses (James Leland Ludeau III-Lafayette, LA)

You parted my thighs 
Like Moses commanded the Sea
And you dove in

Knew I'd hook you 
Harpooned by my lust for you 
My eyes rolled back in my head
Pleasure took me 
The feel of your wet lips 
The sound was oral 
There was a want hanging in the air
You wanted love
I wanted sex 
Roles didn't matter 
Sometimes it takes a dominant man to submit 
Alive in the dark 
Lighting my spark 
You fucked me with a greatness 
I craved it 
And I thought about it the next night 
As I explored the cavity that you'd awakened 
And the picture in my mind is hotter than the picture on my phone 
We fucked religiously
You exorcized the demons of my lust 
Be good or be good at it 
Fuck being good
How can this be a sin?
I let you in 
And we both exploded 
Intensity lit the room 
And I tasted the way I tasted in your mouth 
Your dick was like Morphine 
Killing the pain of my past 
The hangover left me wanting more 
Needing more 
Doing more
Our sex crossed the line of religious & sexual ecstasy 
Your words fell like prayers on my ears 
My skin was your scripture
And the story was sweet


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