Unseen hands that fumbled belowSearched – and found that damned curseUnseen tears that fought so hardFought to naught, struggled, distraught
Somewhere in that groping darkLies a child, a silhouette quickly disappearingForbidden, but his fingers wander in – then his body -Confused, but passions ensue within
At last – Clothed with ecstasy, moans of intense glee!Release – finally [...]
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