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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Titillate



The word is

titillate

while on holiday

it is you I seek

to discover

your mystery


The word is

titillate

as you caress

my nipple

with thumb

and finger


The word is

titillate

as we melt

our desires


into the stars

The word is

titillate

as the frenzy

begins

glowing

so

lightly

into our limbs


Every day

the word is

titillate

as I lay

on top of you


Every day

is titillating

as you turn me over

and enter me


Worlds apart

are we different

inside

we are

the same

with no shame


Yes, dear

the word is

titillate

and I truly

love you so

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