Emerald Ink: The Red Candle, a poem

Sunday, October 10, 2004

The Red Candle, a poem

The Red Candle Are you afraid of sexuality? Licking, binding, plundering Kisses so soft as angel wings Afraid your fingers have wraith touch Afraid your heart is brittle black glass Speak to your lover Speak to your heart Burn the red candle Life you can handle I think I found the next chapter of... Sign in to see full entry.

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