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The Muse

A creature that drives inspiration and passion in the soul of an artist.... Why is she charmed? She has become enthralled with her subject. The artist has rendered her to her knees.
5 years ago. April 30, 2019 at 6:43 AM

There was once this guy
He’d lick my face
Like a puppy
A tall Viking
A Dwarven mentality
A red beard
I would braid it
Twist it in my fingers
If I close my eyes
I can still smell his shampoo
Hear his voice
Everything
Was about sex
I could talk about …
Damn
I think I caught it
Infectious perversion
Power tools and dildos
Laytex and lube
That skull on his Stetson
The moonstones
He could lick my face
For those
I’d give them back
All of them

 

 


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