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Lit Up: Valentine’s Event
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1 min readFeb 14, 2018
A small erotic poem.
A thumb traced up your neck.
Fingers laid across your throat.
You wait to be played,
Your strings taut.
A small erotic poem.
A thumb traced up your neck.
Fingers laid across your throat.
You wait to be played,
Your strings taut.
UK writer of weird and queer and gothic fiction. https://mrvolpone.wordpress.com/