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Dry Heat

I feel dry heat. I want to play in the sheets. My love is spiraling down To love town to where I love to be Hot moist and wet but I ain't had that feeling Right now I'm in dry heat because the beast That helps me beneath is not giving me that Thrilling repeat. I'm in dry heat. I don't like This either. It makes my mind go blank. It causes my mind to spirally drive to Process hot moist wet thoughts nothing That I bought will help. I can do nothing But process yelps of pleasure that the Beast gives that helps my seratonin Levels rise and me to roll my eyes. I promise I'd rather die than to have Dry heat. I need a lasting visit from The beast that plays with me in the sheets. 1-27-11

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