Your harsh raspy scowl does little
to hide the pleasure you take in being bound
to my imagination.
Nails rake the need in you to the surface of resignation.
As you beg relief and swell against a...
If I kissed your sensitive fingertips;
Hugged you from behind, my chest to your back;
If I heard words of sweetness from your lips;
If you made love to me - the Earth would crack.
If I were to...
This spirit, prisoner of quietness
For more than two long months, doth newly rise
From silent depths, and to the high address
Of Love and Poetry his wailing cries
Of Solitude impart, with hands...
Sonnet: Virginal Desire
Spilled Erotic Measureby
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