how it was

I don’t wanna remember this…
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as sweet smells and kisses in the shadowy depth of a heart
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now awakened
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painful motion against the grain
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such sway and control in these heedless movements
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this earthen awareness no longer suppressed
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dripping with aftertaste in the stillness of a heartbeat
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as quiet caresses injure a soul
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trying in vain to feel free beneath the weight of reckless abandon
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No longer empty, no longer whole
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tasting the exotic scent of your appeal
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all in a moment
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savoring the knowledge of your body in a mind
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Without cause
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fingers fled and drew away to spark the image of a mountain
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climbing towards the top…
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no escape tonight
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tired contempt for those unspent
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and these unconditioned promises
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short resistance to a tenacious touch
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aching from predisposed misuse
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guiding the unknown forward
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without sight
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to dwell upon fallen angels with darkened eyes
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searching for the key.
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desires abandoned and selfs relinquished
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leaving me more alone
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than I had seemed​

by moonlight​

 

Very passionate. Dripping with sexual overtones. Sounds like you're out of breath!

 

really sensual, elegant.

My fav images are:

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"fingers fled and drew away to spark the image of a mountain
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climbing towards the top…"
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"tired contempt for those unspent"
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".. fallen angels with darkened eyes"
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actually, this poem was about losing my virginity, and how it was for me.

 

sweet somebody tapped that ass right!