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Midnights Voice

Rookie - 781 Points (November 3,1950 / Selma, Alabama)

White Breasted Women


Make the sky the limit
I'm shooting at a moon
A thin line disappears, just a minute
While I pass Crescent City limits

She rises from the river
With a sky that has no limits
She has no inhibitions
Puts on exhibitions

There is a limit between each line
Sucking on lemons
She is my lemming
Dancing on the edge

Creole women, body damp in sweat
The mercury boils in desire
Dayglo dash board saint
Here us in the back seat paint

White moonlit breasts
Dancing with each thrust
Shake the dust, ashes to ashes,
Lust to lust

Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 19, 2013

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