Crimson Love

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Angry Sex - Poem by Crimson Love

Fingertips bleed
as they trace blood,
around fragile flesh,
and claw their way,
upon a Crimson body.
Angry thrusts of passion,
and kisses,
slapped upon heated limbs,
bites of raw desire,
the pain, and hurt,
surfaces as does,
this bruise.

This sex is angry....
yet I was not the one to aggravate it.

Comments about Angry Sex by Crimson Love

  • Khairul Ahsan (2/13/2015 12:06:00 PM)

    The title indeed caught my eyes. Amused.
    'This sex is angry....
    yet I was not the one to aggravate it.' - smiled!
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  • (12/29/2011 5:14:00 PM)

    Very interesting title. I believe that's what drew me to the poem. I really enjoyed it though. It reminds me of make up sex. Great write! (Report) Reply

  • Vipins Puthooran (12/28/2011 3:17:00 PM)

    Really a good write! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 28, 2011

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