These walls know my secrets,

My every come and go,

Late night ventures

Solo pleasures singing a duet of make believe

Of past blemish resurfacing

These walls know my secret of

Faceless names hummed in pleasure filled nights,

Peaceful sleep,

And smiling dreams of ecstasy.

God forbid they tell,

how your name

Escaped my lips and rained pleasure in my sheets,

Bashfully surprised yet pleased of the extent of my fantasy.

Cream down poured so well

Clouds beyond my window open to play

While the gentleness of my finger played the roll of your frame,

And memories of direct order stepped in to place.

Silent whore I am and will be

Pleasing you in secret

Have me like never before.

Back arched in twisted desire

As your scent escapes my lip folds

Gracefully desiring your taste repeatedly

I swallow your void comings

And breathe you.

These walls know my secrets.

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