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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

More in MosquitoBytes Volume 08: Homo Sapiens Daemonis - 2006

Convulse

Sacred Inamorata

From the ridge
Of this rock sailing ship
As I watch your mouth
Mouthing love to my world
These hands
So sensitive
To touch and crack
I’m watching your mouth
When
The mood runs out
Making allowances
Your limbs they creak
Lying on the ridge
Of your moistened hip
Singing
Convolutions of the lust that we feel

© 2006, Mosquitobyte
 

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