things I have been thinking about

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I know your secret,
She said,
slowly and sultry,
I know your soul,
its shape, its size,
I know the sway of your star.
She shot this short message my way,
With her mind's senses,
sticking it softly in my heart's scar.
Now I must lust after her again, so it seems.






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