The NeedA Poem by Michaela MoerkeWARNING: not suitable for all audiences
I throb and ache through every bone
Late at night I yearn for you With hips of seduction and lips of enticement With every kiss, It's my will not to moan You make me wet You make me need Need to see every hidden secret That lies under the clothes I want you to take me to oblivion To make me shatter the world with my screams Your hands are a tease Touching me so softly Go harder Take me harder Make me yours There's no going back I need every naked inch of you I need
© 2017 Michaela MoerkeAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMichaela MoerkeCAAboutI go by the name Jo. For all the moons and stars that gaze upon our very souls, few souls will shine the brightest from their light, and fewer souls will accept the light. A young feminist with .. more..Writing
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