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The Grin - 3/24/2005 12:01:23 PM

desoutter

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she's the end of me,
she's beneath me.
I put sand on her hollow stomach
I stand in her hand,
she's wicked - she's grinning

I put my hand to her face and turn
she puts her hand on my face....

I tie her to a wicked pole....
I stand in a pool of desire
she's free - she's grinning

I put my hand to her face and turn
she forgets her hand on my face....

I lash her to a torture pole
I beg her to whisper
she's twisting - tightly pulling

I have a hand on her grinning
She places faith in her pet -

I burn her skin and the air is turning
I taste her lips and it burns the air

I smile and its twisting
She's alone at last -
eyes closed and spinning

I bath her and wash her hair in flowers -
she turns and puts her hand on my face....

grinning...."