A Dark Little Room

A Dark Little Room

A Poem by Amanda

You better pull your pants down boy
Because I’m craving what’s beneath.
You better do it quickly,
Or I’ll rip them off with my teeth.

The way your body feels against mine
Makes this sin feel so right.
And I’m tired of waving off these feelings,
I’m giving in to the fight.

Run your hands up and down my back;
Let your fingers lace around my spine.
Share with me what’s yours,
And I’ll gladly show you mine.

This little room is so dark;
No one ever has to know.
I want to see your clothes on the floor,
Please, let’s start the show.

Your tongue in my mouth,
Your fingers entwined in my hair,
You’re slowly becoming a part of me,
See, it’s so nice to share.

But can I just remind you
That I’m no fragile little girl.
Use all your strength and aggression,
Take me to another world.

Don’t be scared to hurt me,
Bruises and cuts will always heal.
Bite me, shake me,
Make me what to feel.

© 2014 Amanda


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Added on February 20, 2014
Last Updated on February 20, 2014
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