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Ash
Her lovely limbs catch fire
drawing his tongue to
her like metal to a magnet
With tender fingers he
combs her smouldering
flesh and she frays to ash
drawing his tongue to
her like metal to a magnet
With tender fingers he
combs her smouldering
flesh and she frays to ash
Published 5th Jan 2015
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This is really good. Nothing I like more than a short potent poem...
Enjoyed...
Enjoyed...
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6th Jan 2015 00:16am
Anonymous
5th Jan 2015 10:50pm
Brilliant.. Really loved this piece.. well done...
Dave
Dave
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