Inside The Walls Poem by William Blackman
Inside The Walls
I have touched the inner walls of story.
The vibrations of passion wet with glory.
Soft are the doors that shift and open sweet.
Warm sensations must speak building to it's peak.
The most coveted zone by man or beast.
The drive and pressure to enter will increase.
The ancient pleasures within can be deeply hidden.
For the best suitor it will be freely given.
Inside the walls.
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