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I want to map out The constellations in your skin Join up the stars With my fingernails Paint a picture on your back With scratches and bruises Not violence, dear, but Practised intimacy. I want to have you, hold you Bring you closer to me Reel you in and Hook you up I want to explore you Commit every part to memory Run my fingers over every patch of Uncharted territory Darling, dearest, beloved None of which are quite What I want - But perhaps inveni fits your criteria. I am a good man, inveni But I can only hope that my Lord will forgive me because I will commit glorious sin and save alike If it means I may sin with you.
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
A Borderline Obsessive Craving.
I want to map out The constellations in your skin Join up the stars With my fingernails Paint a picture on your back With scratches and bruises Not violence, dear, but Practised intimacy. I want to have you, hold you Bring you closer to me Reel you in and Hook you up I want to explore you Commit every part to memory Run my fingers over every patch of Uncharted territory Darling, dearest, beloved None of which are quite What I want - But perhaps inveni fits your criteria. I am a good man, inveni But I can only hope that my Lord will forgive me because I will commit glorious sin and save alike If it means I may sin with you.
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
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