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Dec 2013
A cadence rises from your voice
like a melodic seduction.
Every word produced is
enveloped with fierce emotion.

You've risen to be my muse,
The silent surrender I enjoy from
your company grips my soul and
tangles my thoughts.

Never before had this void
been sated, satisfied with
a breathless rhythm.
Filled beyond a point of
submission.

For you muse, I invoke
complete consent, please use
me with caution, and torment me
with my addiction.
A Mink
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