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- Erotic Poetry
- nights of increase
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silver buckles under candle light,
leather straps that smell like
all the other times of our
trials in pensive torture
sharing under fan spinning
naked, not able to laugh
as in other religions of
joy, but kingdom does come
pink and red, our flag
flies rarely, it needs sunny days
for drying, so it stays soggy.
wringing it over you bound is not enough
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