those inner burnings threatned to become wild fire if not contained soon.
feet treading through sand, she drags her mineral-rich soul behind her smile.
force-feeding my desires with wild abandon...eyes lost in the sunrise.
hmmmm, one quick taste of delectable sin; hooked and pheenin for more.
between his thickness-i lost myself. his thoughts-i took on someone else.
guarded my errant sexuality like a well hid nazis crime.
these private obsessions, like baby pups nipping at your ankles.
the male body, always intriguing, always delicious; a bondage...
prancing and walking-skating and maneuvering around this thing: life.
with a mouth wired shut by dead rules; i have asked for life with my pores.
there were new brush strokes added to my face; enabling me to now change.
forcing my pen made the words stumble-soon they rebelled and just left me.
empty voices, many gods vying for your attention-you the door.
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