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Tuesday, 21 January 2014
04:49:22 PM (GMT)

Things arrive and then they go. Summer was here and now coldness is borne. It's a theme repeated for everyone, everywhere, all the time. Like the waxing seasons or our waking vain attempts, the more you hold on to it the farther you'll be dragged into the periphery of it. Women come in my life and eventually they leave. It's fine. We make love in spring and summer's passions o'er flow into a September chill. But now having been left thoroughly alone, I lick my lips knowing that there is another coming.

I stalk my memories of flesh. Of the taste of lips and skin, protuberances of human divinity against the sky. Heaving chests, bodices, quickened, lithe slick streets of ecstacy. I am the taker and she it the taken. We play our roles perfectly in this hourglass trance of days and nights spent in each others embrace. She now walk to me from some unknown place. I can almost hear the sound of her come-fuck-me-pumps, a procession of steady beats. Some where ahead and in the darkness, where my light does not bear to fall, she coo's a silky draw of breath. Her downy hair flung about her breasts.

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