Mind fuck
My orgy
His words hit me
Hit her
We held hands
His penetration of our minds
She cries cause it felt so good
Him in her
Her in me
US three
Mind fucking me
Poetry for me
I came as it left me
Tired and hot
Tripping on art
On beauty as its made
Crazy feeling all over
Inside me
She holds tighter
Words hitting harder harder harder
Fucking me
Fucking her
Fucking three
His energy came from me
From her
Enticing him to do more
To turn us over and give more
We hold our breath as it came
A final blow
His tongue in us
Lapping lapping
The words to hit our spot
Our orgy as it came
Our orgy of words
His mind
Ours combined
Fucking

03/26/2003

Author's Note: To us this is our time to be...

Posted on 03/27/2003
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