Ferreting Around Ghosts

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


I in my cups ferreting around ghosts in correspondence. Raining down a cast of fools seeking quotations. Pontificating among the aging dwellers. As you genuflect in the darkness impeaching my veracity. With your dancing thighs and lips of lusting magenta. Speaking in tongue on my cock with a sense of urging

And I a humble ghost in the bowels of the city with eyes of a feline. As a valance of dark hangs over the moon with a chilling frost. And a frozen breath in mourning of the passing Pentecost. Dripping ink with the nib of my pen that reeks of my poetic vocabulary. As the silent screams of a lusting old man with chatoyant eyes. Gazing upon your divine giving me tongue.


Submitted: July 02, 2021

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DampKitten

Got to get out a dictionary to keep up with you...

I will say that I'd prefer a more direct sentence structure...less of the word "of"

Fri, July 2nd, 2021 6:39pm

Atticus Abbey

I will keep that in mind. I am not gifted. Just a scribbler.

Fri, July 2nd, 2021 7:56pm

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