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Chains

Passion burns within me

like the embers of a

thousand suns

my parents would **** me

but

her soft smooth skin slowly

wraps around me like a

sensual snake

OUR HEARTS RACE AS ONE

I would eat from the tree

of knowledge if it

wanted me

my parents will **** me

but

what colors are

painted across her in

The Art of Passion

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Written by

wesley-wise

American

Published: Jun 29, 2010
LinesWords: 1763

Notes: i awoke from a dream to write this poem. i have no higher education towards writing but i love this poem.

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