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St. George

St. George atop his dragon,  
I desire death by your flaming breath;  
kiss my skin with trembling lips,  
slide slowly betwixt wind and water;  
devour me whole from below to beyond  
as we lend heat to the afternoon sun
Written by LunaGreyhawk
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Author's Note
Written for the Sexual Matters competition.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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