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Sunday, March 4, 2007


a poem of a gothic passion!!!!!!
Passion Without Flesh

All day I picture curves arching under me
Dripping the sweat of passion, the heat
Jeering at the bodies we use to strain for pleasure
Equaled by no other. We quest together for the
Coolness and calmness that follows it.
Tonight I must make this image into reality.
I cannot live on images. Sustenance craves
Veritability of pleasure, not phantoms of fever.
Each moment stretches into eternity; I
Long to run my hand down the spine, cup
Each buttock in turn, lick a line of
Shivers along the spine hiding behind you.
Soon I will make love to you.
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Screams hidden by lust
Cold drenched in heat
Bodies pressed together
Rapid heartbeats
She gets tackled down
Blanketed by love
Clothes shed like dead skin
As the words "I love you" escape her lips
Beads of sweat fall
And eyes shed tears of ecstacy
She wants to leave this Sin
But knows it's not her fault
She knows that she's not straight
And God does not like that
But as she says "i love you" to her girl
And screams in pleasure
Her cares fade away

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