leecylou
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On a Wednesday, in FitzroyA Poem by leecylouIn salty drips With swollen tongue I taste you like the tide My molten flow Your shuddered ebb, We ride a liquid sigh I drink your moans Th.. |
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VoidA Poem by leecylouFill me up with anything Just take my hand and hold me Proud yet begging, a tide in flux I seek you endlessly. This void fills me- You left it .. |
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HavenA Poem by leecylouBeing with you is like fleeing tarred and feathered from my shabby tabloid Truth and tumbling blind into a carnal cave of silken Time where I am safe .. |
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