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Noire Rose

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And her name dances off the curve
Of my red lip..
She, by design
I recognise in the sway of my hip..

She call out..
Howls out her desires
Through indigo stroke drip of pen
Into midnight realms that run deep
Into the souls of men
And tingle cunts of women
That ache for his dig
Deep
Lover
Find me she screams!

Can't you see my body tremble?
Finding pleasure there
Finding love there
And my body
My heart remembers..
As I wait thirsty
Held glad captive by the ghost
Of your touch
In quiet Howling Whelms...
Written by calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
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