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Free verse № 48113

Neckbrake

Member since 2003 · Posted 27 Apr 2003 · 1 comment

Eat me, Fly up my legs in a fat fast flurry, breathing that breath of stifled male heady undercurrents. Love me fast. All fury, all death and heartfelt cries and my eyes are blind shut. Sealed against the opinions of the narrow thought streams. Undercut me. Slice below the ankles I drop. Plummet from grace, dark freefall, headlong neck brake in the dark of your want.

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[9] horus8 27-Apr-03/1:29 PM Reply
Nice triple lux.