The hot shared air in breaths we take,
Forgotten flavors that I once craved,
Ripened Musk, our fibers flayed,
Ripened Musk, our fibers flayed,
Affects the way I still behave.
Covet the tension,
Lips in all shades of vermillion,
Smooth flesh warped into prickled skin,
Arcs traced, blessed with experience,
Our moral tests of resilience.
Thirst for the interest,
The first thought seemed listless,
Like that, our mouths were twisted,
That motion denied me existence,
Those moreish lips of my mistress.
Like that, our mouths were twisted,
That motion denied me existence,
Those moreish lips of my mistress.
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