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Feb 2014
I trace my toes,
from his temple to tongue.
I clasp his chin,
my heel on his clavicle.
He bends his neck,
lets my feet slide on his chest.
I grasp his skin
in my fleeting firm grip.
Toenails piercing the flesh.
He winces,
pulls me by my ankle,
arrests me by my wrist,
and makes his ******.
Written for The Book of Inkravish {http://facebook.com/InkBloodRush} and won the first prize ^_^ {http://www.flickr.com/photos/aurpera/sets/72157633989828858/}
aurpera
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aurpera  India
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