- Erotic Poetry
- Space Rancher's Daughter
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There's a town on the edge of the world that wrought with most-precuse perls - the space oysters hawk and hurl them at me.
There's a name I call myself known to me and no one else - It's there to satisfy my demons.
I know of a special girl that like to dance in a spinning twirl - she will most likely break the seasons.
I remember her chest and face both flush with sweat and grace - Just trying to concentrate on that feeling.
She began to spasm hard transported both near and far - yelling just to scare away the night.
Grinding as she runs away touching yet she cannot stay - whispers hold me tight lest I fall.
I'm left clinging to the cliff at the edge of town holding her so I will-not drown - knowing I will keep another single perl inside me.
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