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Waking

I woke today

When dawn chased ghosts

Of dusk

To entwining arms

And a beating heart

I ate this morn

A meal of body and cream balanced 

On jerking skin

Grateful moans of ecstasy

As tongue licked lips clean

I recalled this a.m

Impotent ghosts of dusk

Seeking admission to dawn

Limp slivers of memory

Eclipsed by thrusting orgasms

 

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