The letters have faded;
only leaving behind your tongue on my mouth.
And when I close my eyes,
I see carnal stars in the night,
yelling at my hands.
I can see them tickling the savage vice,
that your phallus has become,
to cause the heartbeat of the universe,
right directly among my legs.
Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 5:34 PM UTC
The letters have faded;
only leaving behind your tongue on my mouth.
And when I close my eyes,
I see carnal stars in the night,
yelling at my hands.
I can see them tickling the savage vice,
that your phallus has become,
to cause the heartbeat of the universe,
right directly among my legs.
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