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Thursday, June 18, 2009
Gaining the Professors Trust
"Alexander!" I cried out. He looked over at with wide eyed surprise.
"Do not speak to me, slut."
"Master!" I corrected as I ran to him and wrapped my arms around his knees. I was naked.. and kneeling for him.
At last.
~To be continued.
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The dust between us
Every mile leaves
...me
marked by the weight
of the footsteps
of my soul.
You are my
out
of body
experience.
You are my
...enlightenment.
You are my eternal
Tall Tree Pose.
Every mile brings
...me
the pangs of
longing
So delicious,
In it's torment.
You are my
in
body
experience.
Filling me up to
make me
...whole.
deeper stronger
lost and found
Every mile is only
...dust.
in my mind.
non existent.
I refuse the divide!
I
refuse
...
the divide.
You are my.. my..
defilement.
do it again?
harder softer
hurt me...
keep me...
Every mile is only dust.
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