after looking over my work from the past few years it occurred to me I need an outlet for my dark, erotic works... so here it is.
24 Jun 2008
Make Me
Make me plead. Make me melt as ice over a naked flame. Make my desire dance blindly from life Into an eternity of delicious secrets, As soft breath lingers on my steaming flesh.
I have always had a fascination with language and the written word but I am plagued by the question : can I call myself a writer if I can't find the right words? That's what I'm here to find out.
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