She was frisson
a holy fire on legs
that burned my soul to dust
which she wet with her lips
and reformed the clay
into a David she adored
and I would have it
no other way
-MjM
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From @mortmort
She was frisson
a holy fire on legs
that burned my soul to dust
which she wet with her lips
and reformed the clay
into a David she adored
and I would have it
no other way
-MjM