Sunday, October 16, 2011

Maiden lust




Look at me in the mirror,
Turn to me, stab me.
Crawl across my beauty.

My hair like golden swallows
Sing for you. Tickle
Your wildest fancies upon me.
Hold me coldly,
Cut my virginity.

Swallow me soul and whole.
Drink me and get drunk
Like never before.

-- Mohan C

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