Poems in bondage sex

If only you realized how much you mean to me, Not a moment goes by when I don't stop to think about you, Your peculiarity alone can do that, And, that's always been you! Vivek Raj May The paragon of my eroticism, And, not an end will there be, For my loins crave, To be destroyed, By the sexual dynamite you are. In layman terms, You are my greatest strength And, my greatest weakness. I see razor blades on your shelves and under your books on the table, too. Next I gently bite his neck on both sides, stirred on even more by his erotic cries.

Man in the mirror. The answer to all of my whys. No cradle by a thousand kings paid for, would befit.