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Anonymous asked: Hold me down; your eyes
Do it better than cuffing
My wrists to bedposts.
Do it better than cuffing
My wrists to bedposts.
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Anonymous asked: When, my fingers searching,
I whisper in your ear
it doesn't mean what last night
it meant: the pressure of the skies
demanded a venting; tonight
I need to go it slow.
Slide my fingers along the fur
of your stomach chills,
saliva cooled.
That taut canyon of muscle
channels my tongue to
damper...
I whisper in your ear
it doesn't mean what last night
it meant: the pressure of the skies
demanded a venting; tonight
I need to go it slow.
Slide my fingers along the fur
of your stomach chills,
saliva cooled.
That taut canyon of muscle
channels my tongue to
damper...
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So, goodbye
Please stay with your own kind
And I’ll stay with mine
There’s something against us
It’s not time
It’s not time
So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I know I need hardly say
How much I love your casual way
Oh, but please put your tongue away
A little higher and we’re well away
The dark nights are drawing in
And your humour is as black as them
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