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WETTING THE DREAM
It's nature's scheme to quiet the scream
of want, of desire; a safety valve against the law's blinding beam
Oh breast! Oh thigh!
Oh sultry smile of relative or random passerby
In the dark of night, under covers
a powerful force soon hovers
Over her inscrutable glance, her innocent move of leg or arm to ease unrest
until sudden ecstatic spurting releases total ravishment
art by candycrier
of want, of desire; a safety valve against the law's blinding beam
Oh breast! Oh thigh!
Oh sultry smile of relative or random passerby
In the dark of night, under covers
a powerful force soon hovers
Over her inscrutable glance, her innocent move of leg or arm to ease unrest
until sudden ecstatic spurting releases total ravishment
art by candycrier
Published 7th Nov 2015
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7th Nov 2015 1:59am
7th Nov 2015 3:04am
7th Nov 2015 12:09pm
Don't what it is candycrier but your words conjur up the 1960's for me...an innocent child who felt the undercurrent of 'forbidden' or should I say 'hidden' sex oozing from adults...
like the artwork... :)
like the artwork... :)
7th Nov 2015 3:20pm
You're absolutely right. Much of my early life was spent lusting heavily, albeit hopelessly, for almost every adult woman I saw or came in contact with. Even when I was 4 or 5 I was sneaking under the dining room table to look up the dresses of the women my parents had invited over for dinner.
Thank you for your as always cogent comment.
Thank you for your as always cogent comment.
