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by dr_mandrill 

Posted: 08 December 2003
Word Count: 87

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I do not doubt my hands.
They’re slower now and sure
To find a way
On icy skin.
They melt a path.

My breath is not shy now.
It comes in low soft gasps
Or silent heat
Against his ear.
If I want that.

My new eyes won’t betray me.
Drawn to me by mossy calm
And promise of
A hidden depth,
He’ll be cheated.

I’ve mastered my hands.
Firmly now they’ll tread his
Back and chest
And thigh and waist and cheek.
He won’t doubt them.

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Ellenna at 21:12 on 08 December 2003  Report this post
This has a very powerful and sinister feel too..she'll be cheated...if i want that

this poem speaks of control...my reaction was wow..but do i like it? not sure but its irrelevant its just so strong..and forces a reaction.:)


Sparrow_splitter at 22:41 on 08 December 2003  Report this post
An excellent piece. Reading brought some striking visualisation to my mind. Although maybe that was just the copy of razzle I left by my computer.


Fearless at 07:57 on 10 December 2003  Report this post
Doc Mandrill

Liked this - lust, control, self-taunting & jizz mags.


dr_mandrill at 12:17 on 19 December 2003  Report this post
Thanks guys. I hoped the nasty side would come across. I'm glad it did.

There's something quite dark about players.

roovacrag at 13:02 on 21 December 2003  Report this post
Iloved this.I visual eye the act.Keep the words flowing, no matter how much it shocks.XX AL

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