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His Ink

If I was your unfinished page
what would you write, upon
my blank, ivory flesh

Letters, that were glorious
in color as they made
contact, with my body?

If you spoke out loud, your
voice, it would get me, drunk,
speak, I want to taste the ink
on your lips

Will you let me soak up your
words, let me quench my
thirst, would you watch me, swallow?

Written by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
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