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 Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe
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take a chance
on .... the unlikely
and wake unto
deliverable posts
to magique


cyber dream to life
green grid illumines
when portal's engaged
in tele-heartbeats
well beyond sky-wishes

rise
go forward
think openly
touch the improbable


no holds barred
as con-tac-tix
spells
pure contact //
tactile pleasure
and
lively ... tactics*



S T, 14 August 2013
imagine a time ...when little is impossible.
THAT feeling deep inside
Trying so hard to fight it
Closer and closer, a moan escapes
It makes him try harder
Slow, fast, winding, grinding.
Everything becoming so far away, as I drift further into submission.
Can't fight it any longer
I scream w. pleasure
My body shakes,  THAT feeling fades, and I  come back to reality, just in time to see his face, my inner goddess smiles.
* this is not my work *
this poem was written by my Angel, the lovely Miss Danielle Ken. she's a shy poet, but she ROCKS MY WORLD!!!!
what do y'all think?
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