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An ancient game...
timeless...
yet new
My eyes silently
feasting...
upon you
Hungering sweetly
I could lick...
sustanance, from your lips
A beating heart
cradled...
in My hand
Trembling at the closeness
of where
I stand
Looking into you
I wonder
at your fear
Desire is a thirst
it demands
to be cured
Come, drink of Me
for I
am pure
Find Me
beyond pleasure
beyond pain
Release yourself
there is
no shame
~ The Goddess Athena
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