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Created on 6-8-08
Trembling limbs cower, and seem to dance with a flicker.
Smooth vibration's power, like magnets pole's about to bicker.
My hand runs freely, hovering with energy weilding...
Space between us merely, but our conscience never sheilding.
Do you see me? See my eyes?
Look in deeply, see past my disguise.
Stance, penetration, gliding in and out.
Hence my hesitation, say it, say my name in your shouts.
Bottomless it feels, though tight as a drum.
I could go days without meals, just to be here and...
I brush your hair with my palm, tremble stiffen up.
Pull out be calm, sip it all up from my cup.
Please Login to post comments| On June 8th 2008 ThisIsTheDay Said : | |
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This is beautifully written, even if it is about sex. Haha. However, I think that you could've used better adjectives to describe some things and made it a little harder to imagine a porno..no offense or anything. Nice piece, beautiful imagery-great job. -Lozer™ =] |
