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Tuesday, April 6, 2010

..WAXING DROPS OF YOU


waxy drops
falling
clumps
of desire
melting


beads of sweat,
nay ecstasy
I smell you ,
my fingers
coated
with pearls of you

flickering candles
eyes dialted,
awash
in the moments
spent
catching your breath

Pent up inside
a magical cage
held together
by invisible bonds

Held for me....

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