The look entices me
The tatse fufills me.
The sweet sensation of his hands, significantly runs
down the curve of my spine, leaving me paralyzed.
he rubs against the tip of my melon pale lips.
between my pelvis it lies.
How amazing is thy, to taste the sins of man.
it softly runs down my brown orchid aerola,
And drains the life from my very being
It has contaminated me!,
consumed me!
it has become me.
leaving me in a bewilldered malaize.
my body can no longer move.
i am still now. still as a vegetable,
with complete passion inside, but...
almost as frozen as ice waiting to be tawed so
my molecules can move again.
its evolved into orgamic form, taking every breath that
God has bestowed on me away.....
My heavenly shilloute now lays still in after shock.
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