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Waxing Poetic- A Literary Journal
Wednesday, 3 March 2004
Don’t let the fullness of my hips, the smile on my lips, the darkness of my eyes or the lightness of my stride frighten you away. You might miss the beauty of this Godess in all her glory Take the time to know me, sow me with the fertile fruit of your intellectuality, your sensuality. Before you fill me with the seed of your fleeting sexuality Don`t deny yourself the pleasure of my company Bury yourself in my splendor My beauty and softness, treasures that can be yours to plunder. Toy with me and my waves of fury will toss you asunder. I could be your fantasy island. A woman unto herself, powerfully sexual. A gift waiting to be opened and thoroughly enjoyed. So release that inner child and explore my hidden caverns, my lush forests and my splendid hills. Travel my roads of experience and let them open you to new thoughts and pleasures. They are mine to share and yours to treasure. Don`t deny yourself the experience of me.

Posted by ca2/tastyone at 8:28 PM
Updated: Wednesday, 3 March 2004 8:52 PM
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