a full-cloth bound is found
the fragrance of her slim wrist
is he pickings erotic stories
;long drawn in sigh; not these
& for all the stomach aches my
sadness follows this
grim twisted night—I sniff
fingers joy without.
the fragrance of her slim wrist
is he pickings erotic stories
;long drawn in sigh; not these
& for all the stomach aches my
sadness follows this
grim twisted night—I sniff
fingers joy without.
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