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Past Mine Speak

. Inching unto the tumid capstones of hern pixie's plush quietly the genteel of i continues until her blush and her digits reach can you believe for the likes of me Touching my flesh where I had use to fright now this soul becomes flush deep into my sinews past mine speak

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Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 1/13/2012 10:36:00 PM

I sure know how to spot them! You provide all the food my imagination can take but I do keep coming back for more. 'Pon my flesh I agonized.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 1/24/2010 11:24:00 AM

lovely poem,this woman must be a special one James,indeed deep..Charma

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/23/2010 2:56:00 PM

Very DEEP indeed. This reads very interestingly. I will have to see more of your poetry. thanks for your great comments to me.andrea

Sara Kendrick

Date: 1/23/2010 1:12:00 PM

Very passionate short write. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 1/22/2010 3:25:00 PM

Quite the romantic write, James. There must be a lucky lady blushing somewhere as well. Great work! Love, Carolyn

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 1/22/2010 12:55:00 PM

good one!! Thanks for all the encouragement!!

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 1/22/2010 12:41:00 PM

That's nice and spiritually sensual. Good rhyme. Lovingly, Dane Ann (And thanks for commenting on my poetry... the answer is I'm not sure... maybe so. Look up Poetic form: Clerihew.) Smiles...