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Trickle tickle soak

Memory like thirst 
Every urge a first 
How I remember thinking
wet sin
Red silk pink ribbon
You manage a word
Yes .
Embraced first kiss
Outlandish desire
Pulling harder
Whimpers first 
Kiss turns worst
Now there
Sweet 
Drips pouring down sheets
I came to watch
As ideas from thoughts 
Turn hands low 
Shh.. I know

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Alesia Leach

Date: 5/23/2025 5:39:00 PM

This piece drips with tension--sensual, surreal, and almost voyeuristic in its intimacy. “Memory like thirst” is a fantastic opening, and the way “Kiss turns worst” pivots the whole mood is striking. You let the heat simmer just beneath the surface.