Your lips my skin
Oh, Love! I want
to feel your tingles
tickle me once again.
I need you in me!
Pop up my head…
You slip. You slide.
I open myself wide
I let you come in
play around but then
in the end down you came
Tongue lashes help me
atone for my sins:
An angel in my
DEVILISH MIND.
What’s my hook? I ponder as I cook, Do I have a hook today? And this is what the right side of my brain had to say:
I have a hook
in your mouth
I could put
to sink my line…
have you swallow
being caught
ALL FOR ME
and I’d EAT you
SUCKED IN WHOLE
I lick my lips in remembrance of the man I used to know, the one I never caught, the one who owns my heart.
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