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Rated: 18+ · Book · Spiritual · #1149750
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#1034369 added April 9, 2023 at 11:26pm
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Tortured (by a revealing song)
building…

I feel this torture, attuned.
Taut echoes, pluck strings
and vibrations play, send waves
my way. Tortured, captured,
recorded and minted, visceral-strong.

Why must I feel this way?
Her tousled hair-flames depress,
stain on a keyboard with such pain —
muffle an underground train
tunneling through a soul rumbling,
holds a heart ceding to every refrain.

Attuned, I feel your torture, Miss
Pouty Lips.
Red like that never
should be denied a passionate kiss.
I yield to you, know, just know...
taut echoes, torture rattled, gut chains.

To every lyric lilt, waver and pause,
my heart yields to the tender heart,
like mine! Attuned to a last refrain,
your vibratos send waves my way,
capture soul's release I’ll not deny.
Bound by this, remiss red lips unsavored.



6.28.22
10.5.22 edit
4.9.23

FR, FR, F.R.

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