learning curves
trace your tongue across my skininvoke an elemental sin
burnished hues await your touch
the curvatures are aching much
for satiation felt and true
as lying here i ache for you
describe the form that now you seek
with lingering fingers make me weak
remembering contures firm yet soft
places to revisit oft
until you know what lies therein
when invoking elemental sin
Poetry by la tristesse
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Written on 2006-10-31 at 01:55
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