My Writer Read Count : 33

Category : Adult

Sub Category : Erotic
He said he wasn’t a writer 
Little did he know
that he immortalized me that night

Forever etched in his ink

He wrote poetry inside of me
with every deep stroke

Every back shot a new stanza
Beginning with my moans
and ending with
a fistful of sheets 

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