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By Rhetoric Date: 2002 Aug 13 Comment on this Work [[2002.08.13.09.10.17309]] |
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swimming in reds and greens flashes of pale blue whirl around your form running with silk and gauze transparent patches show skin and more, still once the delicate pieces of soft thread are covering all of you, I drip warm water over your shoulders I pour fluids about your stomach so you belly botton appears dark and void oh, the color that shines through the muslin your skin is brown like toasted peaches your flesh is a fruit of its own each section of torso and ass are covered with a film that only I can see what it is hiding wet kisses, warm embrace nipples awaking the senses tight ribbons, creased layers exploding with heat in my mouth |