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Catholic Mass
Never did I think
I would ever wish
to see another Nun
now there is you
in costume
I am a heretic,
always have been
dressed like a
has been priest
both of us ready
to get on our knees
you threaten me
with lipstick,
a seductive red
I would be dead
by morning
just want to bury
my teeth in your
neck and shoulders,
caress your thighs
with tongue and fingers
feel you tremble
at my touch
blessed are we
for we will sin
enjoying our
explorations of
each other
everywhere
we see fit
me into you
like some sacrament.
Copyright ©
Lucas James
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