EcstasyA Poem by Vanessa MacanasI crave it. I want it. I need it. My fixes cannot be temporary. So I'll pass the toxin through my lips And suck on his sweet poisoned kiss. I will breathe him in right through my chest. Like wildfire, the poison spreads, Rushing through my veins, igniting my senses. Making my blood boil and my skin hot. The poison takes control, takes me over. The beast inside awakens. She uses my body and takes a deep breath. She breathes me in and I embrace her. We pull at the source of our fueled fire, Taking in his toxic air. We touch his body as one. We move with him as one. We breathe with him as one. The beast, unleashed, devours me. She becomes me. His lips press to mine once again My pulse races. I pull him in... Closer. His lips linger and leave trails From my lips Along my neck Right down across my hips. My body trembles And my hands grip in his hair. With each touch, with each kiss, I become higher. Rising into ecstasy. His hands dance over my body Making me tremble with sensation. My mind becomes lost in this toxic reaction. It is this that I crave. I want. I need. I am a fiend. I am a slave to his toxic lips, his poisoned kiss. I am the beast he has awakened, And I refuse to give up the abuse. I cannot get enough and to come down... Is not an option. So I devour him instead. I awaken his beast. Now unleashed And driven into a fiery passion. Our bodies tangle and intertwine. Lips crash together like waves to sand, And we plunge into the ultimate ecstasy. Together, untamed, wild, and free. © 2012 Vanessa MacanasReviews
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5 Reviews Added on April 2, 2010 Last Updated on April 14, 2012 AuthorVanessa MacanasLas Vegas, NVAboutART. MUSIC. LOVE. The passions that she thrives upon. Surveillance reveals a compassionate young mind living with her heart on her sleeve. She induldges in long late night conversation and french v.. more..Writing
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