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Nakedly
Nakedly, you rise above me then..
Snakingly, you writhe and love me
O yes, you love me!
Your skin, so pale is rippled,
Like the lake that pebbled
As the stone was thrown
Your seed is blown
I’m on your throne..
Alone.
Rivulets of love are dancing
Slinking down your skin
And I can feel your furnace, burning
Deep within.
Cos you pour trembles in my bed
Ring bells in my head
You’re a swift-moving snake of love.
I pant in delight
With eyes shining bright
As we pulse through the night.
©2005 LH Boutet

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