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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Between the Hours" If I had stopped to search your page, again… decoded somehow what you had written Between the hours Surreal a.m. 3.33 I would have lost the time to write you into my own story The Dream Strip searched against that Wall where transparent stands a ghost in blue neon glow Floats towards you instructions read bent over table extending naked soul Stretched flat elbows Green sleeved and Palms branding Red Circled Welcoming errors and Psalms prayed against a satin back kissed and sung all the way down To legs that won’t run Whispers velvet gloved against a sensual criminal “Is this Lust or Love?” Earlier you had mentioned a key as you slipped your hand in mine brought me in closer fingers entwined hip to hip knee to knee Heat emanating from your body pressed tight up against me You whispered that secret in my ear and shaking your head, grinning you said, "You know you are a real tease..." Down my neck you drew a soft line with your lips and you said, “It all begins now, It all begins with this” and I said as I moved forward into the warmth of you and passed the key on my tongue sliding warm and wet the words I tattooed on you with my lips unlocking you like a well oiled loaded gun, with a cherry ripe wet smile whipped “Here take this” I slid the key from my tongue to yours “Words,” I said, lips smiling against yours “are the real shizz” You laughed and pulled me in tighter “Come closer to me, Special Agent you are the real biz” Words, strip searched I'm His The seduction slow moving sensual electric (LadyLabyrinth/2020) "In these days I'm breathing stone, crying stone I'll win this race I'll leave alone, arrive alone Love this place The lights... Under this face, so dry..." "Stripped to the bone I did no wrong Truth is my name..."
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