Challenge
Grab us by the throat and don't let go until the last word.
Warning
Let me fuck the dusty long forgotten crevices of your soul
Let me wrap my scarred legs around your war torn heart
And straddle the depths of your intellect
Until you cum poetry and honey
I don't need a body
A textbook diagram
I need I crave I desire
To melt into your very being, your absolute essence
I will settle for nothing less
Than everything that makes you flawed, fallible, and fantastical
I will caress every inch of charred skin you so desperately keep hidden
I whisper this invitation
As a sensual warning
So that the next time I say I want to fuck you
You know to strip off your inhibitions as I strip off my clothes
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