![]() SavageA Poem by Jenna![]() Lust,cat and mouse game![]() Savage
How long will this circling each other like cannibals last? All of our limitations and morals is chained to the past.
Our body temperature is a raging 103. Captured, taunted by flames so sinfully.
Silent pleading, begging eyes. Sweat drenched thoughts, fornicated sighs.
Dying of thirst, at the mercy of lust. End it now with a pounce of passion, and a scorching thrust. © 2013 JennaAuthor's Note
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