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Mary Burton
Northwood, NH

email: strmysunst@hotmail.com
age: 22
occupation: "toy" sales
passions: all that is raw and beneath the skin
influences: dark nights and human experience; whips and razor wire.

Poetry
Heat
Hungry


Heat

I'm tied   I'm chained 
Its your strong embrace 
Your teeth teasing my breasts 
Makes my heart race 
The heat  Our Lust 
Flames the passion 
Glorifying the moment of obsession 
Intensity  Sexuality 
With amazing ability 
You burn me up inside 
Deeply, filling me with your ecstasy 
Fucking, loving, biting, tugging 
We make love in this tiny corner 
Dark, hot, full of our scents, 
The juices overflowing 
Moaning, groaning, breathing hard 
You bruise my thighs with 
Strong determination 
Pressing me in deep sedation 
Satisfaction  Endless passion 
We become one in even relaxation 
Sighing, crying, whispering, kissing 
You hold me close 
Unblinding my vision 
Yearning, burning, loving, turning 
We curl up in unison 
To sleep peacefully 
Happy of our unity 
Eternally, unquestionably 
The only lovers in the firelight 
Of this passion, in this lust of our desires 
Too hot to touch 
We are forever, We are love. 

[Mary Burton] [August 2003]


Hungry

You make me hungry, 
eager to consume 
You make me taste something 
wholesome, something way too pure 
You make me desire other things, 
dark and unholy 
But you have me famished for the love 
inside your heart 
I want to desire you, totally fulfill 
I want to utterly consume you 
Satisfy your craving 
There is a hunger-delicious to the taste 
The run of my tongue, the savoring of your 
love 
Deeper into the feeling you pull me apart 
I am open inside of you, I am visible and plain to see 
I am seeing everything about me-I see your arms 
outstretched and waiting... 
Waiting for the moment. 
A moment, A moment of truth 
I feel you in my heart, around me, totally wrapping me 
inside of you-inside myself. 
I look-I can hear you, I taste- I can feel you 
I breathe-and I can smell you 
I lick and I devour you 
I crawl and I feel you 
I lay there and see you 
Closing my eyes, I sense you 
You're here, you're there, but you're inside me 
I'm torn apart I feel you- Oh, how I feel you 
Deep-deeper-deeply 
Sweet-sweeter-sweetly 
You-you are-you are mine 
Forever, Eternally, Always 
Something more, nothing less, everything for always 
Everything for nothing Everything for anything 
You are that something, that anything 
My world, my mind... my soul 
All consumed-I am in the consumption 
I am yours 
Always-every way 
For you... for life 
Be mine all of the time-forever. 
Yes, I want to be inside, 
I want to see you I want to look out of those green eyes 
and see with the haze that is your life 
I want to be with you-to feel what you feel, taste what 
you taste 
Feed off of what you feed and break what you break. 
Be with me-be with me always- be with me ... forever. 
[Mary Burton] [August 2003]

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