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The Visitor
The sinful taste of poisoned lips
I'm drunk on him, immerse me
Deserving of his fingertips
Explore me, show no mercy.
Lustful urges, all consuming
In blackness, I await him
The need is overpowering
Will I sink or will I swim?
In midnight light, he comes to me
With wanton hands he captures
Undresses me with savage glee
Each touch he breaks and frac...
Friday 1st August 2014 2:21 pm
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