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I wear a mound of dark feathers between my legs oh yes I have a
cat that purrs between my legs oh yes I have a hard and bristling boar I ride
between my legs....
I wear the giant beads and rod of your sex as jewels when you
straddle me ....
My nipples are rose quartz turned to flesh....
Oh yes I become a deer and offer you my backside....
Oh yes liquid amber pours from me....
Hardening into ornaments for you to wear my love....
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Oh yes though I was in a tangled trance of pain still I remember
how you rescued me from the suitors who would eat me alive....
with their teeth filed sharp to distract from flaccid members....
Who would reach inside of me without looking in my eyes....
Who would call me witch and slave and beast and ugly whore....
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Oh yes I remember how you came and rescued me....
How you held me in that dark cave and comforted me ....
how you came with me into the world of ice....
and slew death with your wand and the crust of white burn cracked
and my mother opened her eyes like leaves and breathed again....
I had almost surrendered....
No you said, do not give in....
Your kisses infused me....
Your wand inside me reawakened the power of potential cretaion
that lives between us....
As the babe of poetry and love and hope....