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That early morning hour When I finally accept You’re not going to call. It’s just me and my thoughts tonight, And perhaps ..

from the depths of the sea which swelters and sways it has entered my psyche in two shocking ways burnt up my skin and betrayed my veins im capt..

Her eyes they strike with browning green I saw in her my love machine she kissed my cheek and softly smiled with the lovely mouth of a child ..

i am overcome by emotion- strangely jealous of what i know not- till i lookat her face of everything she has- that i dont and everything he se..

Small, simple, secure price I paid for you and one good night I kissed the lips of every size And every shape, between your thighs Perhap..

kissed was I by sun and stars the rings of Saturn revolved my hips Immortal are My wounds, my scars smoke rings evolve from two cruel lips ..

On a full mooned night, With parted lips, I dreamt of candy canes Between my hips. Clothed in nothing but self-induced lust I was re-incarna..