Innuendo

This topic was created in the Writing ✍️ forum by Seajatt on Thursday, July 27, 2023 and has 1 replies.
I knelt at the altar, a supplicant

The ground quaked

Thunder rolled, and I worshipped

Pride brought to knee

Desire triumphant

My breathe was stifled, my labor enveloping

A pillowy vice

And then transcendence


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