Run Away
Orgasms are my addiction
You wanted to touch my passion, you've touched the root of my blaze,
Now that you kindled it, don’t expect me to behave.
You have awakened the succubus attention in a very strong way,
When I mount you, I want it all, now what do you have to say?
Don’t call for prayer, you won’t need it. I’m your soul's desire.
The things I plan for you, are indescribable- as a deep fire.
I know my capabilities; I can take you until you're dry.
You may think I’m out to get you, to an inch of your life.
My passion's like hunger, not for the faint of heart.
This isn’t a laughing matter, runaway before it starts.
Lovemaking, is very serious- to see your eyes roll back,
your body quake, genital shake, I'll treat it as a snack!
Pass by me wearing black, I want you on your back.
On top of me, the side of me, scissors style if you lack
Care to take a shower, all over or in your mouth?
My elixir is very addictive, allow me to kiss it out.
I’ll be that blow up doll, that just keeps on giving.
Think you cannot keep up, there’s vitamins for the living.
My well is deep yet closed, you want to reopen again.
Once you enter, we can no longer be- just friends.
Orgasms are my addiction, connected to my heart.
I closed that door long ago, it is ajar.
You desire to be the man, your pride will make you stay
You’re getting the truth, your final advice... “Runaway”
About the Creator
Poetic Empress- Original
I am an Artist who finds joy in painting, writing short stories, interior decorating, poetry and songs. A romantic at heart with a child like imagination. A young introvert/empath, poetry activated a world of creativity through expression.



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