The Hunger
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filled with passion
you gaze longingly
upon the tender treat
that’s spread before you
waiting
the flesh is soft
and moist
and pink
as slowly you penetrate
then gently lift
you feel the quivering mass
slide full upon your prong
to turn
and eagerly lay
upon your bed of fire
the heat consumes
as juices flow
senses stir
while desire mounts
aroused in hungry anticipation
of the ultimate pleasure
and heady bliss
that is
a perfect loin
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rob kistner © 2009
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