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He Shrieked With Delight
The kisses flew straight from their souls
each one hotter than its rival, 'till
indistinguishable breaths became pants
the pace quickening, ever steamier
now trapped, then released
into the woozy atmosphere...
Passion so palpable, heating up the night
scorching hot, 'till the horned one himself
shrieked with delight at the inferno that
the two lovers--
Or were they?
Their forgery artfully concealed
April 18, 2019
Copyright ©
Gershon Wolf
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