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Jan 28
My love caresses with his belt
That subtle scent of decades past,
He knows the leatherโ€™s built to last
He feeds the welt; unspoken, knelt.

The buckle grins
And tempo sings
The metalic seduction
Of hide against skin

My love hurts and hurting is the love
And knowing known must be undone
The shock of it is half the fun
The tender glove; looms from above

The sweetest pinch
He gives an Inch
Around my neck
My pink striped peach

My love sees and seeing is the love
My wanton wanting returns unsung
Desires paid and paid in full
Time in time out; the push and pull
Juno Balder
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Juno Balder
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