By hermit69(oceanstone@apexmail.com)
Date: 9 July 2000
Core
Core
Every thrust matters
Against the bedroom wall
Every drop counts
In the bathroom shower
Take your buried face
From the pillow and look behind
Open your eyes and see what I do behind you
Grab my hand..
And trust…
…trust….
…thrust…
(You were such a quiet lil thing in the airport and hour ago
…dirty lil mouth)
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