Packed Each Day In Satin

J James McLain James McLain
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Do you know how and the why i pack each mouth In satin? Great pale pink moon each dark one full is too. Full and wide and how i made each moist and full. Just to pack each high flung moon and that, tongue filled mouth so full of clean and tender peaks, of white soft cotton. Centered a small tiny splash of pink. Words fill the air, wax fills your ears each Q tip fixed on each end, so you may hear once more how the mouth was packed so full about clean satin, and what it's done to make you feel like your not the only one, alone being packed with all that satin, every day, long stormy nights as well, therein you dwell, speaking not one word Of this A voice good bye, while I walk by each side, about inside the hospital, and now it's much to full of wounds like that.... Each day your mouth, i packed so full of cotton.

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