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The Divining.....
...regardless, the mood or tone
of my day, the affirmation of his
wanting, his need of me
is never far away
his lustful divination
right before my eyes
his kiss upon lips,
his hands all over my body
his fingers teasing the insides
of my thighs
stoking an intense fire
a dowsing of my rushing waters
his elegant rod begins to rise.......
spatial, unsettling....a gentle departure, he takes me away
my soul doeth swoon, my body
tossing and turning
lofty hipsway......
his divining rod
pulses toward my
flowing stream
striking the rock,
drawing the water
deep in my valley
my gutteral, low
moaning and screams.......
…..of infinite pleasure
his
lustful divination,
dowsing the waters
that rage through
me
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