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Tuesday, May 11, 2010

And so I Write

I felt him when he came in…crawling into a familiar space
Caressing sleeping senses and challenging the depth of my sensibilities
Moving his hands up and down
Self pleasuring himself, amidst my silent objections
He began playing his song inside of me
Enticed by the slow steady pace
My body began to sway
My head cocked back
Remembering that his was the only song I danced to
Placing my head in my hands
Hoping to recapture all emotions
My layers began to fall
My conscience slipped away
Penetrating the surface
Moving deep to reveal my core
Pealing back that final piece
His song left me bare
At his feet.