Monday, April 7, 2014

Dirty

26th February 2014

I lay spread
wide open,
marinating
in my sweat,
challenging your pleasant
and decent,
seducing your nice
and honest.

I will open wider
for you.
Seek pleasure
in my festering wounds,
I dare you,
let my pain infect
your dispassionate hunger.
Come, get contaminated
by my rotting bitterness
and my fears,
Come into my
stinking open arms.

Feel dirty,
I dare you,
let
the need to get away
from my repulsive brazenness
make you retch.

Let my legs
draw you in
to sink into
my dirty love;
and leave me there
spread for more!

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