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[aid] => mick
[title] => What Dreams May Come
[time] => 2003-01-22 12:20:00
[hometext] => Just a dream. Oh yeah, and my cute little pun in the title. "Come". Hehe. If you don't get it after reading it, you probably wouldn't find it funny anyway, if anyone else does.
whatever. [bodytext] => his raven hair wildly straying like jealous, thorn-riddled vines set to strangle as they caress beautiful those eyes, dark pools of nighttime knowledge promising damnable delights coupled with the sweetest torture all the while innocently entrancing not pouty or fat, but two FULL lips painted black, of course veiling filed off, white fangs that sing for my neck scrawny in a sexy way as he lingers naked before me stripped of needless accessories his meat not monstrous but, rather, an ample spike for pleasurable imaplement his soft whisper a gentle exhileration as it slides, silk-like, across my flesh smooth as the black stockings that hug his pale arms his tattoos, few but meaningful the Tepes family crest on his right calf and a small crucifixion scene on his back with his own naked form staring defiantly forward from the cross his real name is simple and unimpressive so he asks that i refer to him as "god" i comply, for i am coy and submissive in his presence my lord slithers across me a second skin adhered by our sweat kissing, caressing, penetrating i surrender to any and every whim and when we explode together his entire existence paints the walls of my mind and as he fades to black again i coil inward like a serpent bathing in the cold silken glow of my waking dream [comments] => 2 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Cancer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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