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the soft machine.
fixed,
as if to say, "touch me
while i work myself to you.
turn with me
while i safely expose my rosed exterior..."
the fleshy exoskeleton,
fierce and primal
like the fire in your smiles,
that departs in flight
as you say, in this absence,
"I will bear new wings."
fixed,
as if to say, "touch me
while i work myself to you.
turn with me
while i safely expose my rosed exterior..."
the fleshy exoskeleton,
fierce and primal
like the fire in your smiles,
that departs in flight
as you say, in this absence,
"I will bear new wings."
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...In a weird, metalic, fetish-sort-of-way....
...but erotic, nonetheless.
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