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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required a quickening naught I entered a forbidden space just by stepping off the monorail he'd beckoned my soul beneath thee garments of my flesh eagerly I danced to the sultriness of his willingness to explore mirth his sudden rapture I suppose oh how selfish he became wanting needing more and more why there was no escaping his summons no matter how I fought back he'd appeared in familiar faces familiar souls unaware that he was using their flesh to dance with me a dapperness a calling charm arousing my every whim effortlessly an yet sinfully I adored his attention showering me with a neediness a lustful gathering that began with my departing Europe testing teasing prying invading my thoughts i'd soon come to know haste he'd bruised my immortal being tampering with desire had he mastered me had he soiled me I felt stained he was surely aware thee offering something inside me emerged unleashing emotional memoirs cunning tides rolled over my aching joints I was but flesh in his presence nothing more i'm afraid an yet he wasn't at all amused he needed more pleasure pleasure I tell you leading why surely to eternal death calmness finalized in unconscious decisions he'd daintily controlled this dance beckoning my retchidness tainted by obstruction pure obstruction of human matter as he bathed me in a glorious light of confusion daunting task thee ultimate tactfulness lessons of my living flesh parched without death an yet a sanctity quarreling about my emotional art form he'd given me only rashins of such meaningless need to feel anything away from my father's house gravity soon began to empty this space i'd wandered beyond the heavenly gates entering a hideous submission I knew full well would lead very quickly to only hell entertaining this unholy host catering to my flesh my soul my best
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