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September 13, 2006 at 9:36am 
by Angela St. Lawrencei watch your mouth
pure-boy rubicund
sweet-boy sugared
not kissed enough, not nearly enough
to my way of thinking
not nearly fucking enough
your lips
let me eat them
gnaw on them
spit on them
then lick it back off
then swallow it
our spit, our mouth-cum
suck on them
swallow them
bite them
fuck them with my cunt-mouth
rubicund too, rabid with need
then kiss them
kiss you
kiss me
with my real mouth
my girl mouth
my carnivore-mouth
my bitch-cannibal mouth
my slut-succubus mouth
kiss me
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9 Comments
#1. Luscious Lyndee 09.15.2006
Angela, how many ways can I tell you how much I love your works? This is absolutely a masterpiece. I keep saying “this is my fave”. however, this piece has taken the last one’s place…WOW!
#2. david 09.16.2006
Sweet Jesus. Poetry is not a dead art - It is a HOT art. You just proved it.
#3. tom 09.16.2006
I volunteer to let you rip my lips off.
#4. Madame Mandy 09.17.2006
HAWT!
#5. Angela St. Lawrence 09.17.2006
Well, Madame Mandy…that means a lot coming from a “partner-in-cirme.”
And FYI, I think your family of sites are absolutely awesome…very high-end and well done.
Stop by anytime!
#6. backroads 09.17.2006
Damn! Probably the hottest poem you’ve written. I’m beginning to think you’re right–that there really is something to this poetry stuff. If anyone can make a believer out of me, I should know it would be you.
#7. tom 10.03.2006
Provacative, elvated, inspired, roleplay with the hottest woman on the planet! Who knew it could be so sweet and so dirty at the same time?
#8. hdb 10.28.2006
She is heat personified. Just amazing work. As always.
Wonderfully powerful, but after reading some of Ms. St.Lawrence’s works, it is not unexpected. Work like this is the norm from her.
To be the target of that fire…
Bravo Madaam.
#9. howard 11.04.2006
Wow what emotion! To have such a woman in one’s life. It would be worth life itself. Such strength, such vitality and emotion.
This literati has a heart and soul so pure , so definite, and she is quite precious, dont’ you know, to boot? She is a source of great heat, passion, compassion, charity, love… the list goes on.
This poem, I think is one of, if not the hottest, yet most spiritual work that I have seen Angela write to date. The words she puts to pen and pair (cyber paper that is) somehow manage to depict emotions that otherwise might seem at odds, naughty and nice and back, and keeps you getting hot and then cold until she is ready to finish you and the the poem off.
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