11/15/2011
microexplosions of need
pulsing and ebbing,
am i this filled with heat
that i tumble to my knees before him?
before him
so conscious
of the sly-smiled glances
descending upon the way i tremble
and i feel my body betray me,
rupturing with fire,
blushing for his touch.
Welcome back. Again. The same needs seem to keep arising. tchau.
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