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By Isoellen
Beautiful sensual poetry from Isoellen
HIS
She was alone
A stunning curious thing
I gave her honest
And she offered her trust.
Let me strip her slow
And take her to my darkest places
Lead by my hands, my voice,
In to all my voracious, hungry spaces.
She gave me sweet
Her raw tears and
Effervescent joy
I found her core
And filled her with myself
Wrapped her tight
We are one
I'M KEEPING WHAT HIS MINE
HERS
I was alone when
He gave me friendship
Then stripped me slow
Piece by piece of clothing
Down to my barest existence
With his sultry whispers
And pain and pleasures.
Broke me apart in tears
And laughter
Then put me back together
Held me tight
Wrapped me in unbreakable
Gave me whole
MADE ME OWNED
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