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My sturdy, sharpened tool expels my deepest thoughts, protected and surrounded by tall card stock. A private place where intimacy not only exists, but..
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Your face, it doesn't leave me
Except for wanting more
My insides obliterate
every time you walk out my door
So off limits I can't even drea..
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hey talent.
you're lingering,
tepid but savory.
I let you simmer
just long enough to make some stew, but not feel
blue.
I stare when you w..
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Your love is asoothing balmbuffering the billowsandshielding the willowsYour arms, pulsingbranchessecuring and beckoningslender, strong and veinyYour ..
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I am a vine
aching to intertwine
yours and mine,
til I envelop you
and you die.
You see me
and at first
I'm dreamy.
And as I begin my wrap
..
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Stay in line
you're (not) mine
'till eight past nine
Mirroring my posture
but nothing to offer
except a brush of your leg against mine (softer)..
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Let me go
into you
to
explore your
infinite internal war.
Let me heal your
discarded emptiness
and introduce you to my
temptress.
You've seen..
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She saw so clearly how to help him.
But I cannot reach you
She was so close but there was
a Wall
I can do nothing.
Yet feels
Ever..
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Sliding hands in, tendons rippling under his polish olive skin. Eyes lustful,unable to pull them away from my mouth.Strip away the labels, the chronol..
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your pulse reached me left my arching spine frozenin timea non-partner in crimetepid, tempered and tame a plump, beating heart on the table kept you ..
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