Sex
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Symbols and Words A language that goes beyond. That goes deeper. Read more
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The secrets of her womb, motel walls painted vagina red. Oh, how the lovers stroll hand in hand, blind and in love. It’s nothing but a cheapened facade though. For their love is false. Born out of boredom, and swallowed up like hospital food. All those burning wheels, turning on the horizon as we fuck… Read more
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Pinky doors of flesh, flowering in fields of corn. Drinking my beer with the last slithers of light leaving the night sky, I feel myself drifting to sleep. Music calling me away, the scent of burning candles mask the scent of cigarette smoke. It’s humid, balmy. Clouds cover stars, spiders scuttle in the corners of… Read more
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yeh, pouting, pointless, lipless beauty with those big, pretty eyes green, blue, doesn’t matter there’s nothing particular nothing memorable, about the likes of you you, who make them go weak at the knees making them abuse themselves at night gasping for air clutching hollow bones whilst thoughts of your body explode in their feeble, sweaty… Read more
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Skeletal blowjobs. Cracks in plastic flesh spreading to the lonesome trees on the corner of 58th Street. Skyscrapers, oozing all the lust and sadistic dreams you could ever think of. Drinking causes flux, it dislodges boredom and makes softened bones feel real again. Painted women. Evil dripping from the corners of their cute little mouths. Lipstick… Read more
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In torture gardens, the bodies hang from trees. They swing, and they sway. Singing her name, the sky swallows a handful of flowers. Lipless and sucking, it showers them with saliva. Oranges, daffodils, rolling down the hill to the cusp of her dress. Beneath it, the oceans swell. They circle stars born from her womb.… Read more
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dissolving bones in a boiling bath cigarette smoke floating, drifting succumbing, she’s in and within dancing behind closed eyes my fragile body slowly disappearing, she hushes moving invisibly through my veins the essence of her scent those sleepless summer nights entwined, flesh and minds, becoming one with the moon shining through the window our pleasure… Read more
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intimacy born in drunken wonder bathed in flashing lights her mouth your mouth dissolving with passion the sounds of sounds as we dance bodies, stars birth the lust of touch the hush of desire those endless moments when the atoms in her heart burst leaving her in a state of sheer fucking bliss Read more
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in her bedroom with the curtains drawn there was never any war just love peace, sleep moments in time known only to us bedsheets, warm darkness, night moonlight sunlight showering us as we fucked like nothing else mattered and it never did just two hearts desire, sighs eyes gazing, seducing open mouthed and begging for… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 