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Post by Ken Corbett on Jan 11, 2007 14:26:35 GMT -5
You are the flame round which I turn. You have no shame. You watch me burn.
I can do naught but worship your image. My every thought must pay you homage.
I don't want it any other way. You may flaunt it, swagger and sway.
It won't weaken my trembling ardor, but make it peak and get hard and harder.
I am your slave. You are my master. You're all I crave, faster and faster.
I embody your carnal desire, the hot wind for your passion fire.
If you disdain my abject lust, my blood will stain the trodden dust.
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Post by AquarianM on Jan 20, 2007 14:21:15 GMT -5
Somehow, I had an image of you meeting your favorite centerfold in person...whether she'd ever been in a magazine or not. Hot writing.
Dan
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Post by Elle Rush on Jan 21, 2007 1:37:56 GMT -5
Definitely on Fire. I really dig your erotica, ken. Terrific reading!!
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Post by PoetOfSerendipity on Jan 25, 2007 4:19:29 GMT -5
Maybe it's just the mood I'm in... this sounds like it could be a rap song to me too.
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