- Erotic Poetry
- Like with Wade
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Replaying the fantasy. Not on top because from behind it feels like him. The snapshot of us clamped tight while I shook. What is this thing I'm doing here? This foolish desire for a game I don't recognize. I'm in new territory. Intrigued and hiding away on the inside with it. Like with Wade. Insidious sexy. It doesn't make sense. The pieces slip back and together. The ram and the owl. My friend Mike is a psychic herbal symbologist and knows what's up. Says alligator people will take you under with them. Despite your knives and machete. Was it what I said about Nirvana? Or was the slavery thing too intense for you? You said you were trying to get into my head. Some folks just like to be adored and written about on cold and wet nights.
For Mr. Absent (minded)
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Anonymousalmost 7 years agoto sign your name to this --it needs more exposition despite the high quality of the phrases it defies comprehension except by you and the absentee.
