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Making Love

Dominatus‘ new one

is done already.

She looks beautiful.

 

From the fifties,

my love.

 

I watch him work.

He goes over to his old one.

I watch him take

 

out his scalpel.

He slid it over the skin

of her throat seductively.

 

He was having sex

with her, using

his scalpel.

 

I love you,

my darling April.

You are my showers.

 

His voice was melodic.

The scalpel penetrated

her epidermis and slashed.

 

She now wore a red dress.

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