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Saturday, September 6, 2008

Left Pashing Right


Like a snake, it slowly finds its way

Gently gliding, silently stealthily preying

Within seconds, two snakes in contact

A sudden bliss, surroundings turn abstract

Not even a hiss, it’s remotely lulling

Clasping the other, proving its way.

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As the snake attracts, hoisting on high

Holding it tenderly, heading the orifice

Within seconds, pashing between the lines

On this Sabbath, a memory all times

It feels nice, after all these sacrifice

Mutually today, wetting out so high.

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