What do you do to me
Filling me
Packing my spaces
With a solid heat
A strength which
Informs the highest
Instinct
The most basic
Virtue
My hands and mouth
Are inapproachable
Impolite where you’re
Concerned
My lips
Explore you without concern
But with need
And the secret scent of
The sweet spots on
Your body
Feeds me
But with you
I am always hungry
Even when you’re
Silent
Hidden.
From me
Delicious!
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