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Karin her Heart on her sleeve
It's time I said it. I want you, but it's probably too late. It probably would have been fantastic, wonderful and great. I left it to chance, something I shouldn't have done. Knowing my luck, we'd probably had too much fun. Getting you pregnant would have been my ultimate goal. My heart would be free to take. Something Id have let you take. The only thing left of me worthy of hiding, is still yours. The reason for me wanting to be your friend was to be near you, to love you, to adore you, to make love to you, to watch you as you sleep, to hold your hands, to kiss your perfect lips, to brush away the hair in your face to see those seductive eyes. I've made mistakes in life, and I will explain all of them to you. My heart is for you, only so you may see my childrens faces reflecting in the blood as you hold it in your hands. For it is and always will be for you. So you want to see the truth?
I want to fuck you
For the simple reason of feeling all that I have said, and wanting my love to fill your belly with child. I want the desire in my chest, and in my loins to fill you so that you may see me. So, let us rip our clothes off each other and fuck. Speak to me, so we may allow each other to release the demons that fester in our hearts. Let them free to infect others, so we can smile for each other at will. Let me fuck you, and eat your body in a cannibalistic frenzy. And I will allow you to devour my cock as if you haven't eaten in days. Make love to my cock, be greedy with my love. Let me know I'm your's as I proclaim to heaven above. Let me return the favor as my well manicured fingers search the outer portion of your labia as my tongue gently searches your clitoris in all angles for the spot that I will force your words. Let me drink your love as a wild animal laps water from the watering hole in the drought laden desert land. Allow my chin to dive in deep with my freshly shaven face deep in between your thighs. From this moment on, between you and I there shall be no lies.
© Dale A Martinez