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Tequila Mocking Bird

Concubine sweat,
hands on the honey,
fingers all groping
smooth as a bunny,
these are the vagrancies
mind in the matter
slithering testicle
fallopian splatter.

Attitude straight
as she watches the curves
orgy of darkness
heading for verves,
what does it matter
if wax sugars down
as long as her tongue
hangs just so low
to the ground?

Attitude then,
that's where it's at,
some like a dog
and some like a cat;
pulsing with heat
and the need to confirm,
I'll talk my shit
and let birds
eat the worm.

runningturtle87
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