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icicle .

   
   
blindfold    
Sally    
drapes    
the    
eager hand    
   
Rope    
wrapping    
the shoulder    
   
preparation    
is the    
family name    
of    
the diminutive    
game    
   
androgenic pelt    
dance in delight    
on the membrane’s    
paved    
pores    
 
soft  
ankles    
frisson    
in    
wait    
   
moist air    
smells    
of    
a quivering    
fate    
taped to    
lust filled    
craving    
   
vanity stricken voice    
howls    
dark night    
as vigour    
turns rigour    
beg    
more    
pleasure    
for a moment    
just prior    
in angelic harmony    
vocal chords    
emanate    
   
a    
   
scream    
   
   
-x-    
   
   
Written by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)
Published | Edited 19th Jun 2015
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