Read Poem: Raperella, by David Cruz

It seems I’m right here
lying in your bed
with everything but fear
waiting to be fed.
Under your firm hands suddenly is clear
this could be a game
that could leave in tears.

I already know what is coming next
my heart is beating fast inside my chest
you know what I want
there is no need to guess
I want you to undress.

I know where you are aiming first
could be here
could be there
but baby I didn’t come to rest.

So, I grab you by the throat
look you in the eye
and let you know you can suck my breast
then comes your hand touching the rest
pressing against me, gentle caress
going inside me
making me wet
making me moan
making me blessed

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