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A Feast of Wanting
If I could just
Touch you once there
Covering the rigid
Heat of you with my hand
I know you would explode
And the essence of life
Would overflow my palm
If you could just
Taste me once there
In the hidden places
Between my thighs
I know that you would
Drown in sweetness
Until you thirst no more
If we could just dine
On each other in a
Dozen different ways
Old and new
I know that we would
Never hunger as
Mortals do again
And If you would just
Bury yourself inside me
I know that I would
Come at your command
And offer my banquets
To you forever more
Touch you once there
Covering the rigid
Heat of you with my hand
I know you would explode
And the essence of life
Would overflow my palm
If you could just
Taste me once there
In the hidden places
Between my thighs
I know that you would
Drown in sweetness
Until you thirst no more
If we could just dine
On each other in a
Dozen different ways
Old and new
I know that we would
Never hunger as
Mortals do again
And If you would just
Bury yourself inside me
I know that I would
Come at your command
And offer my banquets
To you forever more
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