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Awakening
Phantom sins glide under my tongue
And touch me within my deepest place
They dance with mischief beneath the stars
Carrying the life that I yearn to chase
Salty seeds of guility pleasures spill
Down my throat with invading brilliance
And every stroke of luck that carresses me
Opens up a million second chances
And touch me within my deepest place
They dance with mischief beneath the stars
Carrying the life that I yearn to chase
Salty seeds of guility pleasures spill
Down my throat with invading brilliance
And every stroke of luck that carresses me
Opens up a million second chances
Published 11th Nov 2014
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19th Nov 2014 5:35am
Beautifully erotic. I greatly enjoyed the imagery your poem depicted so skillfully. Well written.
20th Nov 2014 1:38am
