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Post by dragonyear on Mar 27, 2011 23:15:33 GMT -8
I bite my complimentary forked tongue You must assume these sensuous licks to be a seduction That I may be a man without substance? The moisture feels good on the bare skin of your art As i patiently wedge the succulence of it's lips apart Insert it into myself and penetrate deeply into your thoughts There is no riddle in your passions All night I could play dress up in exotic fashion The truth is... I see as others do not see Always grasping beauty of a thing so easily My vision filters blue of an unpolluted sea A mind of open ocean Imagination always flowing I may view a facet of your diamond you did not intend Shining in a spectrum that longs to transcend What you really need is constructive criticism to take your craft truly far Please be patient with me and I'll teach my child heart to see flaws
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