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Your words are dripping down my thighs,
Though silent are my blackened skies,
The painted scene, I fantasise,
With ebb and flow of screams and sighs.
What mind lies there beyond the ink,
In solitude I touch and think.
Precarious on pleasure's brink,
To taste your sea, in there I'd sink.
I read your soul, your aching heart,
And feel your depth, in every part.
Each line it bears a reddened scar,
You penetrate, with worded darts.
From trickling to pounding verse,
You fill me with resplendent curse,
Command your pen, write strong, write terse,
Your poetry is so perverse.

I chose Kinkpoet for the DUP Oscars, whose poetry is absolutely delicious.
Written by Sky_dancer (The Cosmic Dragon)
Author's Note
For HF's Doppelganger, DUP Oscars comp.
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