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Taste of the Tides
You divided my waves,
The only one who knew how,
You understood what was underneath my hood,
You asked could you taste me,
I nodded in pure innocence,
Moisture that you left behind on your journey resided on my collar bone,
As my fro laid back along with me,
Thoughts lingered through my already perverted mind,
My perverted mind gradually turned into dust and what erupted wasn't lust but,
Assurance on what could possibly be,
No man eats every nectar he picks,
So as your tastebuds searched for everlasting juices,
Your heart was becoming apparent,
You found me,
You found me so good
The only one who knew how,
You understood what was underneath my hood,
You asked could you taste me,
I nodded in pure innocence,
Moisture that you left behind on your journey resided on my collar bone,
As my fro laid back along with me,
Thoughts lingered through my already perverted mind,
My perverted mind gradually turned into dust and what erupted wasn't lust but,
Assurance on what could possibly be,
No man eats every nectar he picks,
So as your tastebuds searched for everlasting juices,
Your heart was becoming apparent,
You found me,
You found me so good
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