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Collector
A collector of man's desperate desire,
falling into line with the head rush felt
from searching fingers to heated breath
upon my neck I do turn for you now.
And let this be the symbol of my want for you
to place your contentment between my thighs
your fingers now dwell within.
Make it the home of our short time we have
together
for whilst you are there
you are mine to keep.
Published 16th Jan 2015
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Anonymous
16th Jan 2015 4:13pm
Rose,
The collector allows only the best specimens in her box, even if only for a short time :-) Enjoyed!
tornado
The collector allows only the best specimens in her box, even if only for a short time :-) Enjoyed!
tornado
16th Jan 2015 4:54pm
16th Jan 2015 6:03pm
This is eroticism with urgency, but romantic at the end. You've got quite a range of moods, Rose, and all of them intriguing.
16th Jan 2015 6:47pm
Anonymous
16th Jan 2015 6:27pm
i read this a bit ago in the 'aloof sexuality' comp. and fell in love.
16th Jan 2015 6:48pm
16th Jan 2015 10:04pm
Favourite lines:
And let this be the symbol of my want for you
to place your contentment between my thighs
your fingers now dwell within.
Reminds me of the pictures of Dylan Thomas and Caitlin in pubs.
And let this be the symbol of my want for you
to place your contentment between my thighs
your fingers now dwell within.
Reminds me of the pictures of Dylan Thomas and Caitlin in pubs.
17th Jan 2015 6:44am
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17th Jan 2015 6:45am
17th Jan 2015 3:43am
great concept. keeping those brief moments of intimacy, remembering each & every one...
17th Jan 2015 6:45am
