I know we’ve only ever touched lips in this fantasy;
So I’ll start slow with firm held hopes drawn closer as you near;
Highest point, interlocked heart hanging from canopy;
I clutch you close and flex my chest hold my breath I trust your steer;
And if we flip suspended in a moment;
How easily your thighs transform seconds into years;
Of clarity finally I speak til you open;
Lip to lips I sip, I suck and lick away your fears;
Lost at sea my eyes couldn’t be more selfish;
Maybe I pirate out of some notion treasures don’t appear;
For the wicked or broken because its far too hellish;
How criminal they make love when it comes as it appears;
Is it so taboo if I kinda want the stares;
I’d give you a show every one’d be a premiere
About the Creator
Dan-O Vizzini
Has anyone else just been making it up as they go along? Have you gotten so far from where you started that finding your way back seems impossible?
Well— reach.
Power when exercised properly is a beautiful thing.


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