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This was her pretending to be that which is not cracking the paint on the walls. And she don’t wanna apply the breaks. Wants go as fast as you can take her cos your words are like a strong breeze, ill wind to pass right through her. Gonna bring some change to me and you in the twinkle of a Flames flicker from inside her thighs, she’s breathing fire tonight as she deep throats the roots again in octaves higher than you and I have ever heard. Tinsel draped over high breasts “b...

SEX I think about it but I’m not sure that the aura is enticing anyone because I’m still without the placard that shows people I’ve had any, you know, that big smile on your body that only lasts a couple of hours, or, at least till the phone stops ringing and anything after that is just desperation. MONEY I think about it but I’m not sure that the aura is enticing any because I’m still without the placard that shows people I’ve gotten any, you know, that b...

middle man who discovered the hollowed out valves which expelled the stale air from within the empty heart. When word got around, many came to see if this was true. Many just like me and you. And vagrants of all sorts holed up in there, and animals sought shelter there, and words found refuge there, and ideas etched themselves in there, and evil found a spot in there, and goodness claimed a space in there, and when he looked, the heart was full of all these things. The middle man smiled, seal...

     Peter’s hands were moist. The way they sort of skidded unevenly as they made their way down the contour of my hips was really no big thing. And when he kissed me, it was no big thing either. His tongue was wild. He was a horrible kisser so I tried to slow him down. “Peter, do it like this…” and I opened my mouth slightly to kiss him when this tiny hiss began to crawl from his throat, transforming itself into frenzied energy. It had emanated fr...

Pray. He is the spot on the horizon meant to make you wonder. He is the echo that reminds you just how lonely you really are. But I want more.   Prey. He is more than lips and hands and torture and scent and moisture and thrust and, and he's got a soul apparently. But I want more.