{"sf1_id":565192,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Inside","author":"Ayla Kurone","words":58,"posted_at":"2013-07-19T10:09:00.000Z","tags":["Other","Poetry","Vore (hard)","stress","vent"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/565192-inside","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/565192","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=565192\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#1 of Poetry\n\nThe safety from the beasts is in that warm, quiet place.","content":"Kiss my raw wounds with your tongue\n\nflickering across burning ears,\n\ndrenching wisps of tangled hair\u0026nbsp;\n\nas tendons come undone.\n\nUnbending and unwinding\n\ntightened coils of pulsing veins.\n\nKeep searching. Knead my\u0026nbsp;brain.\n\nCount carefully your findings\n\nas your talons work the dough,\n\nfor grains inside my aching head.\n\nAnd stain the cracking riverbeds;\n\nLet the rising floodgates go.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}