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by Hazel (Dancing Rivers) Phillips-Dube   Sep 14, 2026


I cannot utter your name
Secret desire of my loins

I cannot allow you to ravage
The essence of my mind

Your words are elixir
Your art aphrodisiac

Forbidden is your fruit
My secret desire

To tantalise my tastebuds
Art the altar of your mind

Let your genius caress my skin
Your wisdom lap up my joy

You idol of adultery
You petulant perversion

Lust for knowledge
Or your dangerous touch?

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