Wild Lust
Exploring the Animalistic Side of Love and Desire
Wild lust, a beast within
Roaring with desire and sin
Pounding hearts and heaving chests
As we give in to our primal quests
Fingers gripping, bodies grinding
Animalistic passion binding
Sweat dripping, moans escalating
As we indulge in our wild craving
Your scent intoxicates me
I ache to taste and feel thee
Clawing at skin, biting lips
As we lose ourselves in erotic trips
Wild lust, a feral flame
Burning bright, no one to blame
We howl and growl, lost in heat
As our bodies collide and meet
We are creatures of the night
Satisfying our lustful plight
Unleashing the raw, uninhibited beast
As we indulge in our primal feast
Wild lust, a hunger never sated
A need that cannot be abated
We succumb to our primal desires
As we revel in our erotic fires.
About the Creator
Our Song
Evening has given way to night. Gently, I settle next to you on the comfortable, old love seat and reach for your hand. You snatch it away, again. It cuts me to the quick, but I hide the pain, understanding that the reaction is but part of your demented state. Since the accident, your presence here in our cozy home has been clouded by a haze I can't see. Nevertheless, I feel the frigidity of your expressions and it serves as an excruciating reminder of the immeasurable distance between us.
By Dana Crandell3 days ago in Fiction
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