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XIX- XXV

Some extra exposure for buried poems

Ginni bites!

The invisible wall of consciousness

Fantasy collides with reality

The first steps towards actuality

The future now appearing ominous

That sudden change of her self-confidence

Questioning the lack of morality

Doubting his real partiality

Her thoughts becoming hesitant, cautious

She starts to pour the remnants of her soul

Into the glass which earlier fuelled her

Her heart pleading pure addiction for him

Unable to muster her self-control

The mind claims lust a clear abuser

Body conforming to every whim

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I love it when you text me, as I masturbate
Obeying a slow build up of tension
Your words attempt to exacerbate
Interspersed with bursts of vibration
I love those eloquent virtual smacks
The requests you demand are sublime
The pulsating steps towards climax
The erratic responses in time.
I savour your cheeky suggestions
Smile, when I see you emote
Lap up your rhetorical questions
Indulge in the joy you promote
But to you these words are just frivolous
So my pleasure from you, stays oblivious.