Porcelain Boy

Come fly toward me Every bead calls your name Fever sweat in lust galore Bring the oceans. Dark eyes with lashing shadow Curve of lip, pout to impress, Fever sweat in lust galore Tremble the rivers. Did my trembling breath deceive, Reveal the gasps of the utter peak? Fever sweat in lust galore, Gush forth mighty streams. Desire, float upon that breeze, Moist, sinful, intoxicating, Comatose body seizures, A dose of magic poison.

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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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