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Then she sighed:

" 'i want to    
put my              
soul into              
your    
mouth' and          
lette all    
oscillate;  
   
the Gods  
just    
don't    
make'em    
like you    
    anymore"  
   
   
and as her    
Man,    
she exacted    
her needs;  
whatever    
urges    
she felt to    
cover me with,  
I let be:  
   
her    
attentiveness    
eternal and    
arousing -  
becoming the            
acoustics  
that  
Spilt over/Split    
the complex                  
terrain of my    
stone  
 
walls
        
damn,     
        .... .Damn.
 
   
   
   
   
   
 
"When truly touched, then only then.. I, as in myself become a Haptic Being"
- Noire Rose (HowlingWhelms)
Written by Particles_Of_HerII
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