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Free verse № 48673

Catalyst

Member since 2003 · Posted 7 May 2003 · 1 comment

Under these layers inside my skin between the bones the twists of nerves the very cells that build me block by block a path was burned when your fingers slid across my lips and down you changed my composition rendered me to charred remains a catalyst of heat and desire that never fades.

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[10] William Delacroix 20-Sep-03/7:16 PM Reply
Sex is neat. 10/10