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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

TigerEyes - an early piece

What is it that makes me tremble
When you’re around or call my name
Like a primitive pheromone
That speeds quick to my brain
Causing it to weaken,
Skin to tingle, Heart rapidly beat,
Only to be sated when
We mingle ‘pon the rumpled sheet.



Resting Tiger
by CC Willow

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