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Gushing From The Rush Of Lust Within

Dreaming schemes of murder,
Somewhere south of paradise,
Staining snow-white steps to Heaven red,
My foul Tongue slithers blisses hissing kisses laced in death,
As Her hills and valleys start to pump with sweat

She screamed from torn flesh down below
Her body, limp, swung to and fro from every bash I dared to throw
Beneath a cindered Heaven
Spun from Gehenna to Eden won of lustward spurts and carnal Tongue

Oh...pale Venus peers
Although I slayed the melody
Her memory hangs near,
Crimson runs from barbedwire crowns to meet her parting lips,
Where wide eyed to demise her thirsting Tongue so sweetly sips

Furthermore I puncture,
Lustful fucks to break her in,
Deeper drive her nails into my skin

Desire has raped it's rapture,
And as those rosy tears occur,
Stronger grows the urge to come in Her

[ verse in progress ]

White poison wearing thin,
She bows her lifeless head again,
Gushing from the rush of lust within

thedeadpoet

@thedeadpoet

Poet (aspiring), Writer, Actor and Creator in general. Currently studying BA in Journalism in Griffith College Dublin. Much more - but I'll fill it in later (probably). + myspace.com/distorturedartist + Facebook.com/reamonndarcy

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Comments & Feedback (4)

Please don't assume I'm some death (rape) obsessed fool based on this piece, it's not about that at all....comments please ;)

Errr... Is this about pleasure in "adult activity"?

Only if you want it to be; then again it's unfinished, as are many if not most of my wordings posted here. Much of this is word-play; ideas for something greater. Thanks for the interest anyway pal.

@thedeadpoet I love the wordplay here, powerful.. And lusty. :-)