you (done to me)

through demure cloak you see
desire once denied
now raging

hunger unraveled
craving licks down to last lovedrops
oozing from your beckoning heart

unshackled by your gaze
I charge, I pounce
taking big gulps of you


For February Prompts, ‘bloodthirsty and blazing’.

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