On All That Is Mine

This savage rutting
This primal taking
of all held holy
Her gasps as I enter each one
I will not relent
She wants to see my dastardly eyes
Yet closes her eyes shut from the pressure
I own her tightness
Allow her relax
And swallow her soul in gulps
Her screams fall to the floor
I revel in their silence
I take as I please
I feast on the fear
and release
And her begging
And her tears
I feast on all that is mine.

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[Coyote Poetry]

Each line adding to the visions create by the strong statements. You made every sentence count. I liked the flow of thoughts leading to perfect ending. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote