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And he feels Her finger nails tracing down his back - cold and firm their lines upon his skin...
"I'm tracing your soul story" she whispers in his ear, and runs a finger cross his lips now tasting of his blood - warm and sweet and vivid red....
"Continue..."
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| In Berlin ... in the Fall ... |
My eyes looked at you
stared
twin mirrors
like mystic doorways
something crossed
into my soul
found others
in the darkness
outside it is light
but inside
in the darkness
your stockings
and latex
bind me
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