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12:37 p.m. : 2002-08-08
i want to be tied up in your
surfer blue boy eyes
twisted and begging
to be filled up
with all your tongue
licked little sighs
ache to break
the surface and
run my hands
my fingers
my gaze
through your wicked boy
not me alibis
i imagine holding my breath
turning face blue
waiting just waiting
on your fingers
touching me while
i touch you
come erase every tall dark
handsome memory
change me baby
rearrange me
i want to be
all over
lingering
mingling with you
beads of sweat
heat wet
wringing out
on you
screaming out
more more
no no baby
not yet…
not until i’m sore
please right now
no…wait not yet…
give me more
until i learn the definition
of i can’t
can’t take anymore
give me everything
make me want something
give me anything
just always …not yet
"some things matter when they happen, some things matter when they haven't even happened yet."-PoeticaL
