Hypnotized by hazel eyes,
and intoxicated by a woody scent,
I lay in a pillowy green field,
shaded by an old tree’s meaty leaves.
Luscious lips glided along my jugular
while the devil in him whispered my name,
and a warm breeze whirled in magnificent madness.
His fingers danced down my spine;
the cowboy’s touch sizzled my skin.
Lost under his power,
I gambled with my soul.
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Deep Black Eyes
while my moist lips trembled
Naïve Boy
I always believed life would be fair
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Devils & Monsters
while they squandered their seed
Sparkling Emerald Eyes
your arms, like carved oak, protected me
Coming Out Call-Out
probably when I became menstrual
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Bound in Darkness
my blood flowed over golden sands
Pain Felt Alive
I heard you panting, groaning,
Fed on Dirt
we knew neither compassion nor remorse