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apple lips – I bathe in silver

Posted on October 31, 2015 by Frank

Heels & Lingerie rhinestoned dancing shoes oft make lasting impressions on too eager laps my stiletto heels elegant curves, high platforms are not worn by me courtesans ablaze gracing water in chopines while the city sinks my verse corseted resonant … Continue reading →

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blood on your lips – sacred pleasure

Posted on September 30, 2015 by Frank

Humour I curled my long hair into strands of DNA… I’m locked in a cell armed with a typo angel velocity solved eat your heart out, pope (That should have been angular velocity.) security be damned put a safe in … Continue reading →

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