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Whenever I see her, the urge overwhelms me.
Whenever I touch her, she calmly speaks to me.
Her cold, smooth skin, both pale and dark, motionless as my fingertips caress her.
Her body, a shimmering construct of desire, made to obey.
Silently, she awaits me.
Whispering in ecstasy, she reveals my deepest thoughts.
Together, we create worlds.
Together, we burn them down.
Without me, she is doomed.
Without her, I am lost.
My destiny is pain. My destiny is madness.
My destiny is love.
And in the ocean of destiny, we drown.


I haz a typewriter now!

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- Monica



  1. kerry's Avatar
    How utterly retro of you! (Nice poem too!)
  2. ShadowHare's Avatar
    Heh, thank you :B
  3. Paxy's Avatar
    Oohhh! Awesome typewriter ShadowHare! She's lovely. Very nice poetry as well.
  4. ShadowHare's Avatar
    Thank you :3
    Yes, yes, she is quite awesome indeed. - the Adult Baby / Diaper Lover / Incontinence Support Community. is designed to be viewed in Firefox, with a resolution of at least 1280 x 1024.