Thursday, 7 February 2008

sometimes

i kept you hidden, well out of sight and behind the figure of Padre Pio where noone would ever set eyes on you... but when i was alone i often sought your company out and i slowly slipped inside you with ease, you still fit well, just like once, just like before. then i returned you, always making sure noone saw our time together. golden band of love, inscribed with love. let us talk some.

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