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Mutterings of a Mad woman 15

In restlessness we transcend
Touch a well acquainted perversion of wonder.
Breathless surrender. . .as your desires grow harder.
(All this in) exploration of charted grounds
Of which I'll never tire.
Tracing paths never crossed
And strolling those that ignite a familiar fire.

And as we venture forth to sate the unquenchable
Your desire at its peak almost reachable.
I wither in your heat
Encased in my own need
And thus . . .
Let me feed
Let me drink
Let me gorge
And in relief
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