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People of the flesh - SexArt

People of the flesh - SexArt

You’re hot
In red 
 Rose 
Beautiful lady 
  Venice 
And Rome
   Compare to thee 
        In our boudoir 
Making love 
     No more apart 
  ?
    SexArt 
SexArt
SexArt 
     SexArt
SexArt 
SexArt
SexArt  ?sex in art
    Beautiful lady 
      People of the 
Flesh  
   In the moonlight 
       Shadows of 
            Body 
Craters 
    Volcanoes 
       Explode 
         Sex in Art
  Sex in Art 
     Sex in Art
:
     In these white sheets 
  Of love and 
       Moonlight 
            For 
Our hearts beat hard 
    As One 
       People of the flesh 
 The flesh
       The flesh 
              Erupt 
Seduce 
     Taste 
         Eat
   Love 
        Unto the bridge of sighs
               Venice 
And Rome 
     Compare to thee 
:
Sex in
Art
   Art
Art

 

        

 

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Tony Taylor

Sex and Art!!.....VERY difficult to separate!!....... and yet..... there is  place where the two dare not meet....... are we not prisoners of our own mind and the self talk we fence with?.......I LOVE how your words inspire and challenge!!...... high fives brother poet!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ???♥

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Jai Masters

Food 
   Sex 
Art
   My top 3:)) 
thank u and 
you Tony :)) 
luv from 
  ?Jai:)) 

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