moons shadow
time has me

arrested in this posisition
pardoned for no man's dream
the looking glass has
its
image
lascerating me

these times
times times
her kisses slipping off my lips
we in turn
kiss every
inch
of
her flesh

not one spot did our lips kiss miss
her hands on me
all over me
my breast pull me closer to her
she is my heart beat
her soft flesh
covers me
ever so
pinkly
kiss
kiss
kiss
my love
out-spoken
under broken
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