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byMy Erotic Tale©

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Nary a knuckle to unbuckle
as fingers frizzle the cloth
to put one's whole
into what it devours
even love tainted sour
to feed the need
to grasp and hold,
another.

To hold nothing
as if it were something
the jig saw of dreams
replacing reality.
I plant my feet and
lean on what I shudder
to be with
another.

I see my path ahead of me
but know not what lay
in tomorrow's mind.
For it grows with a new dawn
like flowers greeting the sun
standing next to
another.

Pulling memories,
like changing channels
adding up my ninety-nine sense.
Finding the one
to make a whole.
Until I am no longer
I'll find joy in
another.

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