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i want a throat so long and strong like a serpent
i can swallow like a siren
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desperate for pleasure-giving exercise.
never emotionally involved.
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compulsively
she straightens her hair
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scissors in those rapids
and they would shiver straight through flesh
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little creatures swim, dream & live off me
the embodiments of my sorrows
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a beam of anxiety
large painful wavelengths pushing through my flesh.
by LadyAmalthea
43 lines, 5 comments,
on Dec 28 1:20 AM 2008
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the White Queen
presses her lips onto my shoulder
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i sob on the inside
until the knot unravels
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Your knife drew rolling hills across my chest, & turned me into a wavy gap. The love that could never sleep, unraveled and gushed outwards
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the geyser of warm air
that used to pass between our mouths
by LadyAmalthea
32 lines, 8 comments,
on Oct 27 9:51 PM 2008
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the crooning of pyramids
& unseen deserts
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i scooped love out of my soul
rich, flowerful mounds of it
by LadyAmalthea
48 lines, 8 comments,
on Oct 6 10:49 PM 2008
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i placed my teardrops on her shoulder
gravity, gravity, rain down on me
by LadyAmalthea
37 lines, 16 comments,
on Sep 27 12:54 AM 2008
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all the way to babylon;
my own personal wave.
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i'm watching you cry
because you dont like wildberry jam.
by LadyAmalthea
63 lines, 9 comments,
on Aug 20 12:12 AM 2008
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magma poured into
the shape of your body,
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i fail even when sunshine
puddles in my hands.
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hey, this is the banana song
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i'll be blowing you out of the water
with my insatiable drive,
by LadyAmalthea
21 lines, 4 comments,
on Jul 31 12:12 AM 2008
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your tears that spontanesouly exhale
(they are ending up inside me)
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butch me up
& i'll still be baby blue.
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its nutrience shines up at the sky
what was inside is out for you to see.
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(i have a wildfire of gaps in me)
please, short-circut me as soon as possible
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i hate
realizing i can still feel
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throwing my depression to the sea dogs
i want to extinguish
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listen to the surf
in your spine,
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i radiate jazz
with empathy in my (spy)spine
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the waves are big & the wind is warm,
toss away your troubles
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talk trash, & be trash
we can spit out bad news like a cute folk band.
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low notes help loosen
my braided veins sometimes.
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striking eyes that
magnitize,
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i think my blood
turned colors.
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coma-patient tears
make me uncomfortable.
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my eyes jeans sky they
swing like a girl on her saxophone
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she laughs and her blue eyes just
water the ocean of life/love
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