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Exposure
channeling from the higher
he tunneled his vision through her corridors
needing to re-make love to her
inside..then out...then back in again
hoping to gain wizdom and some innerstanding
knowing pain still reigns in
the softness of a girl's vulnerability
weighs heavily in the recess of a doubtful mind.....
stains in the abused closure of ventricles..
her yellow-coned soul senses
the same 'ol same 'ol hazards up ahead....
tread lightly or further access will be denied
and rightly so..
nightly she opens the drapes
revealing her moon...just for his eyes only...
hoping his sun will illumine truth
in the void of darkness
she straddles his riddled length
needing more than his vaunted prowess
searching for ancient proof of faith in his eyes
reading his intentions bulging in languages unspoken...
divulging secrets seeding her garden
he releases..she awakens...
in the midst of re-making love...inside..then out...
she knows him now....familiar bred
un-riddled.....transparent....he is seen...
for better or worse...
he tunneled his vision through her corridors
needing to re-make love to her
inside..then out...then back in again
hoping to gain wizdom and some innerstanding
knowing pain still reigns in
the softness of a girl's vulnerability
weighs heavily in the recess of a doubtful mind.....
stains in the abused closure of ventricles..
her yellow-coned soul senses
the same 'ol same 'ol hazards up ahead....
tread lightly or further access will be denied
and rightly so..
nightly she opens the drapes
revealing her moon...just for his eyes only...
hoping his sun will illumine truth
in the void of darkness
she straddles his riddled length
needing more than his vaunted prowess
searching for ancient proof of faith in his eyes
reading his intentions bulging in languages unspoken...
divulging secrets seeding her garden
he releases..she awakens...
in the midst of re-making love...inside..then out...
she knows him now....familiar bred
un-riddled.....transparent....he is seen...
for better or worse...
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