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Aug 2016
The moon anchors the night
fantasies take flight
there's carnal delight
in the carnival tonight

I climb the wide stairs
I draw all the stares
I think no one cares
about my heart,
but they love my cologne
fresh as ocean air

There she is
a lady...
beware!
Her eyes like windows
fall through if
you dare
I do, yes, I do
I pace pulsing floor
the music like thunder
yet still, I want more

First it's her lips
taught on my neck
where were my hands...
How could I forget?
Enraptured, entombed
the blissful consumed
the madness
the pleasure
What were we?
Together!

There was no goodbye
I could see no end
Who is she now?
A lover? A friend?
I will never know
We'll soon be forgotten
Give it ten years
Passion's fruits now rotten
Yet on that night
She winks, see you later
My heart on her platter,
she could be a gator...
I hope you enjoyed this!

DEW
Darren Edsel Wilson
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Darren Edsel Wilson  33/M/Philadelphia
(33/M/Philadelphia)   
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