Friday, January 4, 2013

Move to the Beat





















Rawr like Rex,
Let's make things wrong.

Dig your claws
Into my skin.
I like it raw,
So put it in.

Bite a little
When we kiss.
Love's a riddle
You can't miss.

Shake your hips,
Just like that,
Or I'll whip
On the mat.

Make it rough,
Rock the bed.
Still not enough
To make me sweat.

Lock the door
And hop on top.
I want more,
So please don't stop.

To dubstep tracks
We'll move along,
Let's have sex
All night long.

(This is my first attempt on Slam Poetry, created in just 5 minutes woohoo)



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