For once I have actually gotten myself to blush from my own poetry.
No matter all that has gone before
All words whispered-
Have gone through me.
Yet I still do not know you.
I just watch your lips and eyes.
I can only hear the sighs
-escaping-
As you thrust me against the wall.
A tell all!
Crimson ecstasy.
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Revive me
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