Fluid Fragments From Her Seeds...
I decided
to just sit back
and watch him
tear
My dignity apart
That white flash
from between my plump
lips
reveals nothing
but
just how indignant
my bodily submission
could make him do
They stood
and whirled
to the rythm
of the memogram
But it was their minds
that asked
sought...
And found...
It was what
lay
on the outline of
their lips
that gave
pulse
to their asking curiosity
and as they peeled
each strand of hunger
from their souls
they found more to their
likeliness
because theirs was untold..
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