Sit like so—
Thirsty sips with supple lips
My strapless
Thoughts surround your ease.
The you I want
I taste a touch of sallow thighs,
Smooth curt tease,
Like this, fragrant seashell
Roused to taunt
With mussel musk, seductive
Glow, how your
Fruit exploits the pungent me,
Strip to less until
Your minx models to be the clay
My hands shall sculpt
With verse-formed tools fresh
Floweret encased,
Inside your vise I’ll find for me
The kiss, caress I’ll have my
Drink, each drop your honey free
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