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Friday, September 02, 2005 A Old Poem... This Man... Supine at his altar the adherent genuflects, adoration stirring in vast thighs, need blazing in ample breasts. While upward in fixed rapture her eyes look toward the mast, the idolatry of her worship her sustenance, first and last. And he stands reverently, bestows benevolent grace, feeding her unctuous desire, gently strokes her upturned face. Deist, deity - their roles a symbiosis unplanned, worshipper, this night christened woman; godhead, for tonight this man. S. Cullars, 2003
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