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Trepidation

Trepidation
The smell of your lust comes
Before you do.
I am a gallon of dreams waiting
To explode all over these
Twisted bed sheets.
Hands seek flesh, lips seek skin and moisture
Delving deep like divers in the Adriatic.
I unfurl my petals in a mist of paradise heat.
You reach for the ripest mango, juicy
And full of sin.
I get lost in the wave of your tongue,
Learning to speak to gods I did not know..
12-20-16

Written by EarthMuffin

Published 21st Dec 2016

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Re. Trepidation

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21st Dec 2016 3:35am

I imagined the opening flower like a sun flower a lotus may be I saw one a real one in as many folds my eyes did behold my lips and tongue went cold she held my fingers icy and said enter into the mould feel comfy and hot juices a lot then you will also release all vanilla you need we shall devour i in my lips and transfer the sweet nectar to you as your lips later on my tits you glue o lover cum again where are you

thanks to you for showing the petals that can never be sold we only love to hold
your incentive is my erotica poetry
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