angels


No Trace
(c) 2004 Aire Celeste Norell


 		there is no trace of me
on you
after you wash your cock
no secret place of smells
no tastes of me
flavoring your cunt
escaping down your thighs
 
you can fuck someone else
with only your own bear-sweat
to mix with theirs
 
i carry this man-altered aroma
proof of my submission
detectable to any dyke
who might fancy my pussy