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By wistful Date: 2001 Oct 05 Comment on this Work [[2001.10.05.02.34.14091]] |
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Wondrous white, perfectly pure Silken sheets so smooth and sleek Diaphanous clouds of comfort Tuck tightly round her torso until Ah, the welcome winsome warmth! Transforming her frigid frame Into a fiery furnace *************** Too hot too close too tightly coiled Her flush face starts Wide-eyed in panic Escape is all she can conceive But twisting only tightens in its all-consuming need She thrusts wildly to free herself from this claustrophobic cocoon Only to be lashed by the edges of this satyric silken straight jacket Mutated from enticing to constricting Inescapable as it winds upward across her weakened waning face refusing to share her even with air. |