Storm Warning

Art by Ewa Hauton

The mist of my lust smothers

the depth of breath of any others

The wine of my wetness intoxicates

the tastes of your wicked wants

The curves of my sighs conquer

your broken moral compass

The pleas of my pleasure plunder

your senses as you pound even harder

I am the tempest. Feed my fury. 



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