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Beth's Arousal (hersong part 1)
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Beth's Arousal (hersong part 1) |
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grandiloquent Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 104Midwest America |
sleight of slumber sleep comes passing in suggestion i turn my back to the doorway pawn light into corners resting restless in the morning glow mumblings low and droning higher ground be buzzing bonfire i try i try to burn a flame in one direction high hopes higher dreams of vampires and Falls always broken hands around me soft sensuous and ancient spice of Egypt Cleopatra's cat again but in yellow eyes glass green and gold gone Brassy with age and determination bite my lip all but to win and win i will i promise promise his sweet kiss again drink up this venom touch your face through my sleepy film oh and visions of your Invisible hands blank against the black inside my bed but so alive against my skin and i am calling i am in fever i am in drenching, drunken ecstasy these fantasies you bring to me and Kiss imprinted as you leave silent as every night before i'm thinking maybe you'll be sick of this soon but until you grow tired i will salvage every second i can here in my hands and cervix curve Imprinted hollow where you may never enter but I can always dream |
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