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#Wind ~ A #FuckMeFriday Contribution.

April 15, 2011

The lovely Aisling Weaver (@AislingWeaver) has, once again, kindly hosted the weekly smut fest that is #FuckMeFriday. The following post is my contribution to said smut fest. This weeks prompt is #Wind. This is my first ever attempt at poetry, so sorry if it’s not up to much. Hope you enjoy anyway! 🙂

Torva Ventus.

 

A heart now ripp’d asunder,

 and torn by the wildest of wind.

Forget all you think that you know now,

and your expectations rescind.

I cradle you safe in my arms,

and savour the taste of your lips.

Recalling the pleasure, the sighing,

 the scratches, the bites and the whips.

The rope that left it’s sweet burn,

the soft thigh and breast, and the need.

The coolest of feminine wiles,

that tempt you to spilling your seed.

A heart now ripp’d asunder,

and torn by the wildest of wind.

Who can decide on the sanctions,

or if the consortists have sinned?

 

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2 Comments
  1. A great poem, especially for your first. Hope you write more of them.

  2. 🙂 Thank you scribbler! you’re a gem. 🙂

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