beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Dying words

I find dying words

Nurse them with

Intent and ink

To offer you

Wondercrumptious

Marvellous

Odd and stained

Fizzy words

To whisper against

The backs of your thighs

Before I speak

In deeper, wet words

Neotenous in a few

Good

Licks

 

 

 

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