Flesh

Flesh like soft, warmth closer
Devious stares into parallel eyes
Sweat pours freely over sweetness
Intense tremors within
Sending waves of minute massages through
     the labrynth of nerves
Emtional devistation brings the animal closer
Each breath is gasped for the heart of another
Lingering whispers
Frustrated egos ripping at the inside of
     hormonal instincts
Tender, moist lies spew forth from the lips
     of another
The security blanket for the last sparkle
     of dignity
Lust is in control of the psyche
And they embrace for the first,
Second,
Third, experience
Closed windows bring false bliss
Look no further for comfort
The soul has been taken
Bruised and fueled by angst
The flesh battles deeper
Deny the heart and seek vengeance
A fistfull of hair
The screams of a true animal
Grinding despair
Holding on tightly to grip the moment
Lost in feelings of selfish want
Vulnerability is peaking through the shadows
     of anger
Primitive desires indulged
Pressure mounts and the lump rises to the
     back of the gut
Inhale the intoxicating aroma of the beast
The sweet smell of the prey engulfs and
     contracts around tighter and tighter
Fighting against release bug longing for its companionship
Amplification of every sense and known nerve
To the point of uncontrolability the prey
     taunts
Let hell run loose and welcome release
Tension spills out in moderate bursts of
     love, hate, and degredation
FLesh is so delicious when it's smoothered
     in filth.