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wanton words
Posted on March 13, 2009
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See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
SubstratuM
How do they do it, the ones who make love without love?
This is a place of the
Flesh
.
Avert your eyes
now
if you do not wish to fill your senses to the very brim...
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