You can embrace me any way you like. Raw, quiet, from below or from behind You can embrace me any way you like You'll leave no grand impression in my mind. While you're enclosed within my tight, wet sheath You can take me there, or in that other place The one that's tighter still, concealed beneath The rounded flesh of my desire - my face doesn't change - not really. My mouth - watch! - curves to shape that 'O.' You want to lay the claim for the tidal wave cresting along my nerves- crash together. We do, but all the same, when it's over, I'm still a virgin in my soul, we need unfeigned devotion to make us whole. (dedicated to "Solitary Boy") barberella8@yahoo.com. Copyright 2003 Madame Apeture Inc. Home