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Jul 2011
you(')r(e) every lips totally are perfumed
in aggressive love making fullness
they (so sweet sickly) cavort lovely
enveloping quickly cushions of saliva
wracked envelopes (right between them
snarling serpents pinkly) writhing upon
forests of **** youth stupidly wings
open ascending an hour of bliss

                      )a heart so full of hands
                       clutching each others
                       our bodies align
                       to driven into fairy snow
                       a lazy distinct smell
                       of your voice filled with
                       shuddering muscles
                       kissed over by me
                       again
                                  again
                   ­                        again
                                                   again
                                                           and
PK Wakefield
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