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Your love

By Chel WritesPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read
Your love
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With your love spilling out

I feel it dripping down

past tawny thighs

falling into sheets.

Grunts and sighs

echo through silence

bodies moving as cresting waves

reckless abandon

With your love spilling out

It aches with need.

burns for more.

wanting to feel everything.

anything.

Please tell me this is real.

With your love spilling out

I wait for the aftermath.

I want to hold us together,

But you can't.

Every time we part, it's like mourning

all over again.

With your love spilling out

I remind myself.

not love.

just fucking.

just two souls

colliding

over time.

The end

inevitable.

Filthy

About the Creator

Chel Writes

I should come with warning labels.

I write here and on Substack.

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    Written by Chel Writes