Twisting A Thoughtless Sin

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Twisting a thoughtless sin
Fantasies of a transitive meld
The secrets of within
The pleasures she coyly withheld
Standing firm in the shadows
Knowing a subdued dream
The power behind my actions
The vision of a woman supreme

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Word By Structured Word

  

Word by structured word
Searching for concrete textuality
She dropped her handkerchief coyly
Never again to forget her sexuality
Her head thrown back in a laugh
What makes her heart quicken its beat
I’m pacing – racking my distracted brain
Inspired to write, I hasten to take a seat

She’s Watching Me

She’s watching me
Trying to act shy & coy
She wants me to think
I’ll be her very first boy
She’s loving me
Sold on a negative trip
Acting so confident
Notice her exposed slip
She’s needing me
What a beautiful mess
Pick up her dreams
& her fallen dress