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A delirium

I am drunk and untethered, disconnected from propriety
Elemental, a simple force borne of nature
I want you laid out before me
Beneath me
I want to sink into you;
My hipbones to grace yours
Snug, tightly held inside of you
Your breath caressing my lips
Your hands feathering about my shoulders
Uncoordinated, missing their mark
Ecstasy making a marionette of your limbs
Moving you to and fro
Like the waves of a restless, disturbed
Tumultuous sea

Bury me, pull me, deep inside of your caverns
Bury me twelve feet under
Somewhere lodged permanently right next to your soul

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About Quinn

In it but not of it. A reformed player, now watcher. Speaker of raw truths.

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Raison d’etre

"Raw," she said. "I want something primal. I want something bare and naked. I want you to give me this life raw, unbidden, unhidden, free, fair, and true. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"

One may only try.

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