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feline to flesh you slumber
content to be connected to
the unquestionable camaraderie
that comes from a furry menagerie
the tickle-press of half..
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my muse is a dominatrix
it's true
a sugar-thorned flower BLACK
with pistil-whipping eyes that undress me
regress me
till all i can do is suckle t..
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submerge me baby
because breathing without you
is the loneliest doubt i've faced this time around
atlantic to atlantis
you've gathered rains to s..
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you disappear faster than a magician's eye-candy starlet
curtaining eyes to a duller shade of bosom-buddy-blue
but
this is your protection
in way..
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