Lust of a Man, by Austin Hoehn Subscribe to rss feed for Austin Hoehn

After a long and lustful night I turned toward him once
again, pulling myself close to his warm body. I closed my
eyes and recalled every move we made during our passionate
dance around the mid-night hour. How his hands caressed me,
my body pulsated with his. He took my body and held it close
to his. How enthralling the power and lust of a man can be.
Posted: 2008-02-24 02:11:24 UTC

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2008-02-26 05:02:25a rose by any otha name
lust is a strong emotion, i like the poem