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Standing Ovation

I can’t
wait
to
sate
his filthy
desires
as he
uses
my flesh
and
bone

to fuck
me
senseless
so I never
forget

to whom
I belong

upon
ochred
hues
where
we once
lay together
at yours
numbered
twelve

and now
we stand
upon
the precipice
of a love
that can
mature

with lust
and
passion

to sustain
us
beyond
those vanilla
skies

and
I wonder
how far
he’ll go
just to
bury
himself

in the
depths
of me

whilst he
stands
behind me
and
grips
me tightly

as he
deserves

a standing
ovation
for his
ongoing
persistence.
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