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Plaiting Dixie

Dixie tears across my soul
in rip roarin speeds fit for rockets
she jettisons herself across me in the night
and kicks my thighs, and steals covers
she likes to hog the bed, but I'm okay with that
so i just lay there breathing

Dixie likes to plait the colors of my hair together
she says it looks like ice cream, Neapolitan, without the strawberry
she likes the way it feels, each strand, she counts,
or tries to, she gets lost at two hundred, so gives up
she says it reminds her of a city map, with the criss crossing of lines

she lays spread eagle on the roof of our apartment
sunning everything, even, where the suns not supposed to shine
but, she likes it there, purring contentedly in the hazy afternoon
panting, tongue lolling like a cat in heat, she arches, stretches
she is fetching, in the skimpy bikini that she sometimes wears

Dixie tends to watch the crowds that pass by our apartment
and when she feels frisky, she meows, or catcalls to them
but only the big ones, the brick walls with throbbing cocks
that walk, in long strutting gaits.
she likes em big, she says, and whispers hungrily, they hurt more

i shrug, Dixie's play-meats are always a fascination
they seem to thrive on the lasciviousness she exudes
then again, she thrives on them,
so who am i to say anything about Dixie's perverse behavior


Nyx...

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Written August 26th, 2004

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  • Temujin
    August 26, 2004
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    i have no idea what that was about, but i sure liked the sound of it. do you have more of this dixie person? i'm falling in love..


  • Nyx Iscariot
    August 26, 2004
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    yah, the kicking to me, is at least im getting SOME of her attention, it doesn't matter to "me" that it's abuse, just as long as it's something. hence why i also added the line "so i just lay there, breathing."

    N...


  • Judas Denied
    August 26, 2004
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    What can I say? Photoshop kicks ass.

    This one is cool, more offhand than they usually seem to be. Resigned and accepting...not to mention it seems almost grateful for her kicking sleeping habits and the grace of her (what I imagine to be long, slender) fingers in your hair. Oh and "play-meats" ... that's fuckin' great.
    Edited on Aug 27, 9:18 p.m. because 'Pixel Pixies'.