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Thanks
It's late,
I can still
Smell you.
On my skin,
In my hair,
On my sheets.
Satisfied,
But by no means
Satiated.
I asked,
You gave.
Without questions.
My vagina and I,
Thank you.
I can still
Smell you.
On my skin,
In my hair,
On my sheets.
Satisfied,
But by no means
Satiated.
I asked,
You gave.
Without questions.
My vagina and I,
Thank you.
Published 24th May 2015
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24th May 2015 11:00am
I like that you chose to use the word 'vagina' instead of a cruder term. It's magical the way a lover lingers around you even when he is gone. You captured that well here.
24th May 2015 11:46am
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24th May 2015 5:40pm
I like the distinction you make between "satisfied" and "satiated", finding satisfaction in a lasting piece. Like Taryn above, I've got a taste for crude. Say hi to your vagina for me and thanks for these sweet lines.
24th May 2015 6:00pm
Anonymous
24th May 2015 9:38pm
Ahh somehow the gratification of a satisfied vagina makes the world feel right.I hope it was slow and lingering as well.
You've cascaded *beautiful work here..
And..lmao @ last two lines..*off to yelp a course in manners to mine. (thank you..*G's)
grins to spectacular!
~d
And..lmao @ last two lines..*off to yelp a course in manners to mine. (thank you..*G's)
grins to spectacular!
~d
29th May 2015 6:41pm
