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Saturn smiles
Is that why I'm smiling,
precious?
At how obvious,
at how darling
the painting of my lips
the parting of my legs
the panting from my malefic throat,
the prying of his calamitous hand
from hers.
precious?
At how obvious,
at how darling
the painting of my lips
the parting of my legs
the panting from my malefic throat,
the prying of his calamitous hand
from hers.
Published 6th May 2014
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