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Touch My Desire

Inner Lust

By Sheara KerryPublished 6 years ago 3 min read
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Predator

TOUCH ME! Pull me in! Make my mind bleed, my body quake, and out of pleasure make me shake.

Inner thoughts of lust, where my body is quiet, but my mind is not.

I wish that you could read my mind but to my desires the world is blind.

Like a predator my thoughts stalk you, in my dreams my body wants you.

I'm not the one you would suspect, devious thoughts with you in my bed, tie me up, my nails sink in, my desires a little frightening.

I'm not S&M, from that I'm far, but I'm also not purely vanilla. A little role-play, some toys are okay, we could escape for a night and day.

Press your body up against mine, let our minds forget about time.

Move a little closer and maybe next time, I will be yours and you will be mine.

Like a predator walking slow, keeping calm, going slow, though desperate longing through my veins flows.

Getting closer, sometimes I jump and miss, but with elegance, I play innocence.

Always a little sheep in the eyes that see me, yet my sharp pointy teeth within are lurking.

Despite my predatorial ways, I want you to be the predator and me to be the prey.

Trying to awaken your inner beast

Awaiting and hoping that on my sensual, metaphorical flesh you will feast.

Tipping Point

Tip toe, tip toe, I move real slow

Where this goes nobody will know

The inner wolf, has stalked its prey

But in a twist I want the prey to be me

How much can I push you into lust

Hide my teeth and play the sheep

My claws begin to itch

one, two, three I count

Trying to keep myself calm

I grow weak as the nights grow long

Will I shapeshift when the moon grows full

In my shadow the lustful creature

Eyes upon me see no such features

My shadow merging into yours

Turning your shadow into a mould of my own

Trying to reach your tipping point

Taking Hold

Your hesitation starts to slip

The paint emerging from beneath

The top layer melting from my heat

The smiles begin to bare wolves' teeth

As I turn you into a creature like me

Desire and lust all unwinding

The sheep and the wolf now dividing

Your true self drown in my tactics

You were once innocent now innocence is stranded

My shadow consumes yours like a virus

Spreading and changing your moral compass

Like a human bitten by a werewolf

You start to turn as my venom takes hold

Transformation

Your eyes no longer empty

Now filled with hypnotic gaze

As my energies you can't escape

Drawn closer the pull is real

The incantation is surreal

Suddenly you gaze upon me

Like I'm the meal and you are hungry

The wolf as been released

As you hold me captive

My anticipation finally gets satisfaction

Three long years of waiting and waiting

Rub a stone long enough you turn it to sand

And now my wolf you are a puppy in my hand

Push and pull, throw me down

The lustful wolf another wolf has found.

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About the Creator

Sheara Kerry

A daydreamer, mind wondering, thoughts pondering, like the ondulation in the ocean. I doodled, and wrote, pages with a thousand notes. My dreams like sci-fi movies, where the lines of reality and imagination blurr into imPOSSIBLE things.

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