Wednesday Aug 24, 2005

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Caffiene!!!!



tryst with an A embroidered on my sleeve
all the world slept at dawn
when we met
every sense was on edge
around the corner I caught a scent
of that shiny black skin - gleaming
waiting
for me to drink love in

No one knows -
not demons or angels
could ever know the lust
starting from my mouth
PULSING POUNDING STRAINING
down my tongue
my neck tightens as you work
that voodoo
ahhhhhhhhhhhh
black magic voooodddooooo musk

another touch on my lips
gliding down my throat
more more more
another
MORE!
you filthy fucking whore!

tension pulls my muscles tight
every tendon strained with delight
it's noon and we still sit here and fuck
my lips touching your rim
downing my fifth coffee filled lust-laden cup


Patrick George
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annalee:
Oh your name has changed! I wondered who you were at first. If you would like a print I could make one for you in the size you want? I was thinking of getting a prints account on this site I made a page on the other day too but I thought I should wait til I have more work. Hope you are well.
sophie:
ah! there you are. well, howdy-do. please disregard the e-mail i just sent.

thanks again for all the great comments and e-mails. wonderful!

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