Archive for the Lust Category
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My Adonis,
I dreamed of you
last night
as always
your sweet kisses
a smudged lip
unidentifiable ?
charcoal
and in blends
you make art
delight
your fingers.
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A careless fool
Would serve up
His tongue to taste
The Whitewash
and questionable glimpse
the naked Siren
Beckons
A tempted fool
Would play
In the deep
Tied to an anchor
A bubble sighs
His last foray.