Belladonna Twenty Five

In the Soul House

at Belladonna Twenty Five

I watched you slowly cut them off

one by one eclectic.

And with your dress hanging loose,

and your hand between your legs

you showed me how you liked it done

one finger at a time.

I didn’t want to touch at first,

wanted it to last forever

as long as it could forever,

but you,

you with the scissors and music

playing erotic melodies in the night

you pressed your nipple into my mouth

and took my finger circling

circling forever and ever

until you pushed my head between.

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