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Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Wittgenstein's lion (4)
in loving, says
for as long as you're dear you're still something to die for. How?
Always available, always there
you veer into sinewy culpable jaw with a sprinkle of dirt to keep
me dry: to give yourself like the ewe!
My spring's erotic, full-fledged & it shoots like a bolt to the very
nape. I kill by both feeling and feet,
sucking dirt with or without you-- untouchable, unassimilable you!
Swear always to be you!
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