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Click hereSo Many thoughts , so many feelings
Strange the wind patterns that blow dust devils in the air
Snow flakes fall in lazy swirls;
I think a lass would twirl just like that
Flowing silks
a slave to My needs
More than she knows, I am slave to her desires
The frenzy begins and ends with the Feeding,
so many know not of that
Must I call it that as I look up
from rooting around in her she did.
Ne'er stopped she, why would she?
Hunger needs to be sated: so said her mind
His whispered tendrils of thought crept in slowly,
The nascent mind slumbering as she writhed -
His desires strong and flailing her flesh,
His mind cloaking her and sheltering her
The sky lowered and the night spread her shades
The reds of T/them slowly rose in the dark
I would like to find out.