lucas shakespere

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The Thought-Fux - Poem by lucas shakespere

Rising in my hand, your Delta, an
Impression of heat on my fingers,
Mouth warm and hard, we met just
A moment ago but the chemistry
Is animal, I undress you, we
Each other and the chemical
Begins, of lust, foreplay, hesitation;
Stink of skin and the fox is in,
the page is printed.

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  • (12/16/2005 8:25:00 AM)

    Often it happens, just as your poem describes. Very lusty work! not to be confused with love though. No matter what it leads to or not, it is the essence of life itself and should be valued as high as any of lifes gifts. 10 from wishing you a merry christmas Tai (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 16, 2005

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