Midnight Confessions

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Midnight Confessions

Midnight confessions taste sweeter
when the tongue drips in the moonlight
as I suckle your breasts
from toes to fingertips

God forgive me if I am wrong
if you are an angel at night
of crimson red lips
with icy fingers stroking me

But I feel the vibrations
in your loins as your hips rise
reaching out for salvation
from the furnace of Nebuchadnezzar

Your cunt, sweeter than wine
when the tongue drips in moonlight
my raven of bluewings
with icy fingers stroking me


Submitted: July 06, 2021

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