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fingertips, twitch itch and burn with need need to touch torch-hot flesh to feel, white-hot soul ooze through thin-skin membrane toungetips rake softlips stealing murmurings of heart and head leaving desire simmering there instead yearnings, deeper delvings desperate dionysion delusions draining staining steaming seeming never ending mind bending soul rending *** stealing silent sombulent kissses of fearful guilty farewell trip tip-toeing doors silently closing need hosing, shamful moseying away from who the....what the...oh hell! fingertips tapping drumming hunover mind blown but still hummin no excuse away from home and lonely awaiting the bill, cash only, cause credit be evidence of crime of illicit time now despondent knowing heart-sore bad to the bone core, never wash away rime dang, stuffed up to one's own detriment balancing on earth-quaking, slip-sliding no-place, nowhere to be hiding, mudsliding firmament thinking deep, dark, stark stupidity rules now just me the jester and the fools all counting the cost and consequence of one night, tispy cheap drunk nasty, nasty thrill
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 10:51 PM UTC
shame
fingertips, twitch itch and burn with need need to touch torch-hot flesh to feel, white-hot soul ooze through thin-skin membrane toungetips rake softlips stealing murmurings of heart and head leaving desire simmering there instead yearnings, deeper delvings desperate dionysion delusions draining staining steaming seeming never ending mind bending soul rending *** stealing silent sombulent kissses of fearful guilty farewell trip tip-toeing doors silently closing need hosing, shamful moseying away from who the....what the...oh hell! fingertips tapping drumming hunover mind blown but still hummin no excuse away from home and lonely awaiting the bill, cash only, cause credit be evidence of crime of illicit time now despondent knowing heart-sore bad to the bone core, never wash away rime dang, stuffed up to one's own detriment balancing on earth-quaking, slip-sliding no-place, nowhere to be hiding, mudsliding firmament thinking deep, dark, stark stupidity rules now just me the jester and the fools all counting the cost and consequence of one night, tispy cheap drunk nasty, nasty thrill
Writing exercise only... me and the gnarly surferdude are still strong and good....
betterdays
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F/Australian
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 10:51 PM UTC
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