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flesh and tension (Free verse) by Crakyamuni

Feeling your form in my hands Is this how lust makes us tremble We shake at the edge of the tension and heat We feign this understanding to simply be the outside world seems distant and dull our time together means nothing to it we couldn't have it any other way grinding teeth have finally given way given way to my pounding desire to take your flesh in my mouth and send you to the place where we became where I find my only escape from the dismal decay of repitition where I can render you to fill my senses where I become the only thing that matters To think this wasn't love and only lust this lie will make it sane, and perhaps even save save one from self denial and unrequitted limerence save one from himself and save the world a story.

Jeremi B. Handrinos 15-Feb-03/3:52 PM
This poem looks like the crook of california and the nevada border. Have you heard of lever 2000 soap?

do you like the moon. i do

http://www.rathergood.com/moon_song/




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