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Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of sexual content.
I'm tangled
in your long hair
I'm your slave
my will is tied
to your desires
and our bed
you are my sustenance
my wine
my bread
my air
I feel your heart
against my chest
it throbs
to the beat of mine
our naked bodies
push and pull
like ocean waves
at high tide
I'm tangled
in your long hair
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Author Notes
Thank you very much for taking the time to read and review my poem.
Gypsy
Pictures from my Pinterest account. All my presentations and poems are copyrighted and registered.
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