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Jan 2015
Etherial touches urging into heated strokes
and a declaration of unwavering love.
gasps of 'oh how beautiful i look'
while devouring the mead of my generosity,
complements falling from your mouth
with every ****** an oath of desire
but i heard none of it
all i could see was her picture,
wiping every word from your mouth.




The doubtress flaunting my pain.
S Smoothie
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S Smoothie
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