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I know you're waiting for me
dripping with lust
I feel an itch that
penetrates every level of my flesh
I have to tear away aft the skin that resists
your warmth
and revel in the desire that
makes my blood
turn to vapor
my nails like razors
scar my self
and the pleasure you cause
is erasing me
your tongue is
laps around my weeping skin
those thin fingers gripping
and mine too pulsing
within you
the arch of your back
lets me know that you're
feelings for me are the same
I can see the open wounds
that need penetration
those images continue to persist
so I give in and
fade away

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