His eyes are so enticing
I want nibbles but he keeps biting.
Agonizing moments; adeptly disguising my writhing.
His eyes expose his thoughts -- "How exciting".
I think of shared sentiments -- mental sanitizing,
While he acts on past fantasizing.
We're rising at our peak, as he's always wanted, I can't speak.
He leaks, kissing my cheek.
"I love your spirit," he growls, sinking his teeth into me once more, "so meek."
Philophobes of each other withdraw;
Emotions and physical -- it all.
I kind of made up a word. sweatdrop Philophobe- one who fears loving.
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