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My Mind's Plethora
With excerpts from my mind's plethora
whatever wrong I have sinned
as silent fingers linger
at the gate of your vagina's garden
as my pulsing crescendo shakes
a dyed-in-the-wool vertebrae
feeling your tongue
at twilight's solstice
along the sphincter's fate
leaving you a grieving widow of love
with excerpts from my mind's plethora
whatever wrong I have sinned
as silent fingers linger
at the gate of your vagina's garden
as my pulsing crescendo shakes
a dyed-in-the-wool vertebrae
feeling your tongue
at twilight's solstice
along the sphincter's fate
leaving you a grieving widow of love
with excerpts from my mind's plethora
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