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June 09, 2026
More in MosquitoBytes Volume 04: Ruminative Relic - 2005 Glee
Amaranthine Fetish
Patience I say I lack it Yet I have waited Years Now those words Potent Bruising But oh the sweetness My suffering heightened For is that not my love In a paroxysm I am pierced by you Three words Uttered by you My desire confirmed So I lay alone Embraced by your words Not returning to slumber Now at work I bleed profuse As these mirrored eyes They begin to smile © 2005, Mosquitobyte
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