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I.
You strum my heartstrings,
Not with words or fingers but
Your illicit tongue.

II.
Skin to skin we slip
From incandescent feeling
To darkest desire.

III.
I could write for you,
Weep poetry and bleed prose,
But I'd rather screw.

IV.
I tremble inside,
Your incarnadine whispers
Searing through my soul.

V.
Talk to me in tongues,
The ebb and flow of passion
Filling me with you.
©2007-2009 ~blazefeline
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Author's Comments

Quick and dirty haiku.

I wrote these during a certain someone's absence a while back in order to pass the time :p Being bored - and also realising that I hadn't attempted any poetry in a while - I spewed forth these filthy little things (I'd rather call them a playful expression of certain special feelings, but you may disagree).

Enjoy! :D

(that, or feel ever so slightly disturbed; both responses would please me)

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:iconturtleboi87:
This is really goood.
Go u!
It's very a....arousing...is that the right feeling i should b having?
lol.
:iconblazefeline:
That's along the right lines, indeed :p

Thankee muchly for thy thoughts! :D

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:icontomvanhalen:
Rarrrr. It feels good to know who they're about ;p

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:iconblazefeline:
Indeed :)

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:iconkingflash:
Beautiful work...love your writing style:clap:

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Thanks much :D

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