Seeds of Desire

The beast stirs deep within it’s denim seat
Seeking an escape without any senses
No eyes no touch responds to her body heat
With new blood it’s stature starting to tense
Hungry to feed, on the prowl no defense
Sexual creature stalks her dark pink walls
Growing harder purposeful no suspense
Feeding frenzy creating her waterfall
Liquid trail flowing calm feeling enthralls
Shrinking in size now you can well handle
Soothing strokes when passion crawls
This monster reduced to a well used gland
Her theater closed ready to breed
Deep remnants of this creature’s dirty deed