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you’re my new neighbor. a new light creeps across your torso, slowly revealing itself with buttons released from the embrace of the holes of your polo. clothes become the clouds opening up to reveal the earth that is your skin— white, mixed with flesh yellow, the shadows highlight the tone of your God-sculpted abdomen. muscles rises and falls like hills forming a valley and the glass reflects my hands and their yearning to feel the rich nature. your house, the tree of knowledge; you, the apple. i can’t wait to sink my teeth on your body, tasting the fresh flesh of sin. i am naked. a realm of possibilities awaits. a new door opens.
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Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 10:30 PM UTC
the story of creation
you’re my new neighbor. a new light creeps across your torso, slowly revealing itself with buttons released from the embrace of the holes of your polo. clothes become the clouds opening up to reveal the earth that is your skin— white, mixed with flesh yellow, the shadows highlight the tone of your God-sculpted abdomen. muscles rises and falls like hills forming a valley and the glass reflects my hands and their yearning to feel the rich nature. your house, the tree of knowledge; you, the apple. i can’t wait to sink my teeth on your body, tasting the fresh flesh of sin. i am naked. a realm of possibilities awaits. a new door opens.
written for a collection of poems in literature class.
#sin#god#lust#creation
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Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 10:30 PM UTC
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