In Dance- Thailand 2014A Poem by fatimasqueman woman what are you but flesh for the touching skin in rapture let there be music between my thighs womanhood dancing the depths of me awakening only to be swallowed whole to be left alone under moonlight to steal to thieve all desire known to man to woman to flesh © 2014 fatimasque |
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