Virgin To My Touch

Driven into you like a nail onto a long,
like crucifixion deep into the most tender regions of your soul,
I reached you.

Slammed into your vault so delicately it hurts but you let me into you,
inside you it hurts with a desire weak for more pleasure,

Tears as this dam bursts it’s banks and you are swept away by our current,
this connection has surpassed all encounters, this thirst like a burning fire, fueled even more as the tides change and you spread for more, like a brain freeze as I hit each spot you never had explored…


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