Ode To the Old Love Of My Life
By sharmeka
I had always loved You You were the love of my life I always stroked your brase mouth sent my songs through the obstacles of your mangled structure I would reach in with a sweaty hand to muffle your sound pucker my lips and press them into the small opening of your silver piece. supporting you, as you bare down your weight on my thigh I loved to dust off my reflection in your gold mirror strike your slick valves with the determination to make you feel what I was feeling untiled you howled, rang, echoed and conquered the acoustics of the room I miss dragging you around in the rain rubbing your back, polishing your face feeling your warmth on my skin the purple discolarations from your deep and almost permanent imprints If I had you back,I would never put you on the shelf I would give you life that way you gave it to me Written November 17th, 2001 © on Nov 17 2001 04:21 AM PST 0 • 8
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"I had always loved You ..."