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put me in a shallow grave...
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bj
Winter '99


such a warm and cozy feeling
fingers gently caressing down your back
then up again over and over
his other hand resting gently on your upper thigh
safe from harm
safe from the world
protected only by his hands
beyond them lies great uncertainty
you softly nuzzle his chest, and leave behind a trail of kisses as you work your way down
slowly, carefully fingers unclasp and gently tug on his metallic bit
you close your eyes, letting delicate warm hands pull off his clothing
then bring your face down to meet your unfinished trail
lips brushing softly until reaching the end of the path
your mouth opens wide, tiny pink tongue lapping him like a kitten
he whimpers and moans so silently you barely hear him
deeper and deeper you cover your trail, letting it disappear into your lips
eyes open to stare into his face
then gently slide backwards, the end of the path visible once more
only to vanish again and again
until it can be taken no more

out of nowhere a river floods its banks
and you swallow it all
the stream runs dry, the path now gone
he takes you in embrace
to stay forever in his arms



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