When I first saw you, saw you raw but saw

you not, I gaped in awe; the flawless flesh

a blurry fist failed to eclipse. Enlisting

spit an index finger painted purple

prose upon its bloody nose and glistening

oozing juices snoozing sluices in my

loins awoke, provoking evocations,

shock incursions of my hungry meat.

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And now I see you, see you whole and hold

the organ in my palm, inverted tree and

dangling camphor nuts; I bow in reverence,

suck the oozing juice; the noose about my

nodding neck is loosened; fashion passion

lacerates, bares blinking tits and winking 

weeping eye. Round peg: round hole, our goal

approaches train-like; ride it to the line's end.

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Slick, I clicked at random; tandem fates

collided on our grainy jerky jerking

night-shift; private-public demonstration

of your gorgeous cock stock-stilled my

finger-clicks; I gaped in awe at flawless

flesh, the peg, the pole, a perfect fit;

the hole, my whole now clasped around its wrinkling

discharged state. Thank god for fate, thank god!

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