- Erotic Poetry
- Painful Needs
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This pleasure, mind-blowing, sweeps through me,
The moment it's inside me, I'm teetering on the edge,
Yearning for more, yet at my limit, I pledge.
My senses ignite, while my brain, in a haze, succumbs to the pleasure.
"More, more," I cry, yet plead, "Stop, no more, please", a paradox of desire
A mocking gaze, sharp words that tease,
Taunt me as I stand, on the brink, I whimp.
Tears verge on falling, a whine escapes my lips,
Breathless, in disarray, my composure slips.
The mess I've become, in pursuit of this feel,
How can such intense pleasure be real?
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