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    Flight

    Damn I cream when I dream of the sensations pulsating and my blood is rising to the surface blushing as I reminisce on the way your mouth kisses my lips- sips on the drips- gulps on the gushes rushing toward your face.
    You know the right places sexplosions and 12 packs of Trojans all different stances and sensual trances sexual dances. As you plant your need deep in me hands clasped tightly- grinding thrusts.…winding hips drips of sweat …you keeping it wet flipping it … saddling the hips-slapping clappin squeezing pleasing. Screaming you are the reason I am pleasing! Hearts pounding, adrenals racing, poppin, lockin, yes I'm jocking, riding-sliding toes curling. Realizing the peak is near I have no fear burst of light and my body takes
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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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