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Feb 2014
Vestal flushed flower
shade me with your brazen shower,
For I know I am devoured
and languish for this benevolent hour,
When the blood vested blossom
cleanses my dusky *****,
Seeding a lithe kiss
on the tip
of pallor, decocted lips.
Written by
Jim Blake  subconscious
(subconscious)   
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