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"Puppet Master"

-desire you, still. 

i am the arm to which
you drug the intra-venous and
simultaneous chain reaction to the
original high climbs untamed
and godly free. i mean
how I shadow dance in the
attraction of your glance shows the
pure dominance which you have over me.
i cannot move. you hold the strings
and puppet dance methodically,
playing fingers ebbed and flowed
in mere mediocrity knuckles
en flamed from years of toying
the enrapture which you
captured my being.

-a slow dripped drug flowed within my
veins/ quivering from the weaning which
i still latch on to you.
hold on to you.
desire you, still.


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