B.Durrk

Curves that catch the light and sway,
soft hills that hold the eye at play.
Strength and softness, round and true,
a sculpted poem, made for view.

Muscles tense,
teeth graze flesh,
heat snaps,
a storm in mesh.
Breath ragged,
pulse untamed,
two flames crash,
unbound,
unnamed.

A molten pour,
sky spills heat,
skin drinks the rain,
the world at your feet.
Every drop a spark,
fire and release,
summer bleeds soft,
and the body finds peace.

Click of heels,
thunder’s tune,
each step a truth,
each sway a bloom.
No mask,
no fear,
no borrowed view,
power pulses in being you.

Heartbeat loud,
a reckless drum,
eyes might catch what I’ve become.
Edge of sight,
breath held tight,
danger glows beneath the light.

The coil tightens,
breath turns wild,
heat growls deep,
unsoft,
untiled.
Then rupture,
earth split wide and crude,
a beast exhaled into the crude.

Eyes gleam,
claws rake the air,
breath hot,
wild without care.
Skin quivers,
instincts proud,
the tiger pounces,
raw and loud.

Sun drifts in,
lazy and slow,
fingers trace what makes you whole.
Pulse quickens,
tension unwinds,
release blooms,
body rewinds.

Dim booth,
pressed skin,
heart loud,
hot whispers lost in the crowd.

Tongue,
hand,
friction,
unnamed,
fleeting fire,
desire untamed.

Thanks 🤓

Sun spills across the sheets,
warm fingers brush your skin.
A pulse rises,
insistent,
morning presses,
hungry,
alive.

❤️ if you like the POV

RT if you like the rear view

RT if you would help me clean it off.
🍆💦

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