what a knowing nimble nymph
crossing
your cold hands
in that fancy lap of thighs and hips

play dumb darling
engage those big glossy
glass
dark doll eyes
roll swimmingly back
in a dead float
pasty swolen fleshy brain moat
drifting in the mudddy empty clam shell of your skull

herded girl soft white chest
lucky charms and water cress
dance to me in lucid dreams
let me fill your open seams

let us burn an empty page
from the ashe we can raise
a glass or thought to the ending day
close our mouths before hurt escapes

no kind miss, I have no need for domination ( Read more... )

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