Are you there
Miss Clairvoyance?
I feel your electrifying hands
reaching out to touch me,
to soothe me into submission.
I feel your weight
pressing down on me,
holding me tightly
with your finery.
I am breathless,
your sensuous conduit,
lost in a world
of extra sensory
perceptions,
feeling your
spasmodic-ripples,
inhaling your spirit.
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 5:56 AM UTC
Are you there
Miss Clairvoyance?
I feel your electrifying hands
reaching out to touch me,
to soothe me into submission.
I feel your weight
pressing down on me,
holding me tightly
with your finery.
I am breathless,
your sensuous conduit,
lost in a world
of extra sensory
perceptions,
feeling your
spasmodic-ripples,
inhaling your spirit.
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