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Sep 2020
This unholy libidinal gratification that we share;

lips of ours, interlocked,
strands of hairs, intertwined,
warm, shortened breaths, exchanged,
subtle moans sang; like songs of siren---

made me lock your head with these thighs,
as I squirm in ecstasy of pleasure,
while grippin' the sheet tightly,
ready to embark on another arousing journey.
S.e.x is sacral; only if we treat it with respect.
Shannon Soeganda
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Shannon Soeganda  27/Gender Nonconforming/Jakarta
(27/Gender Nonconforming/Jakarta)   
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