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I am sticky rice and toothsome sauce,dripping morsels,seared yet tender,falling apart on your tongue,a torrent on every bud,the maddening compulsiondominating your days,and your nights,leaving you fisted,growling in your sheets.-Melissa Donley

Free falling in the surround sound ofsea breeze and return flow,Riding out that funny shapeyou make with your tongue,a nerve tingling tempest,a perfected torture.Do you remember my flavor,A little death in cherry?-Melissa Donley

How beautiful you would sing,heady in my sheets,the ones with the panthers and tigers,frayed tag and summer lightwhispering across your,well,hum deep,something sweet for me,give me a reason to believeI won’t regrethow beautiful you would sing.-Melissa Donley

You should plead guilty.We both knowI am your favorite pleasure,the obsession you can’t break,the impulse you must commit.Come clean. Come dirty.Confess again.Is it really a sinif this is how we begin?-Melissa Donley

You’d be a lot prettier ifyou were cocked and loaded,edging beneath me.You can smile if you want.That looks good on you, too.-Melissa Donley

I hope she simmers in The depth of your smile,Holds your gaze a moment more,Finds home in your arms,And adores the way you blush.I hope she runs her hands through your hairAnd caresses your nape,Syncs to your heartbeat on loop,Her fingers trace your muscles,And lips map your veins.I hope she […]

Allow absolution the blasphemyParting my pregnant lips.You declare you are namedFor a prophet,The king’s favoredInterpreter of dreams.I know your name.A slip of the tongue,It dives beneath my hems,Unlaces the seams,Leaves me undone.Incisor savoring Flushed neck and expectant mouth,Opiate undulating.Granting my greedy seizureOf all I demand.Edge steady,Whisper the crescendoOf rooted oscillation.The […]