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By Pepper Date: 2001 Sep 26 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.26.10.50.13472]] |
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Tears fall like a waterfall from the hurt and the agony of causing and receiving the blows my bruised naked soul, tattered and weathered wants nothing more than to fall into your arms and sit in steamy water wrapped around each other What does brute emotion bring but passion? Add a few candles and a pitch black sea and we can hold each hand as we test the water to swim All of this pain, and I don't bother touching my toe to the vast unknown might as well jump in head-first and see nectar drips like molasses from your passionfruit lips from your body, every gleaming line softened by moonlight Your body moves with mine rhythmically, a primordial dance From pain and pieces tossed around and a slew of super glue we become one in our wonderful nakedness |