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Moments of Longing
Moments of longing
the day is still dawning
No one can say
in the bed where we lay
of the things we do to each other
Let me lick
before I place my dick
And listen for
the tone you moan
staccato like a ring
from a telephone
The ecstatic bliss
when our lips kiss
Our tangled limbs entwined
You tell me, "all's fine"
There is no doubt
We are curing a drought
The act is magic
Our reenactment nostalgic
Love is the balm
Sperm is the glue
that seals us from harm
The nectar from my pecker
runs like a faucet
fearing I've lost it
"Did I cum to soon
to seal the cocoon?"
Your lips are silent
yet compliant
"No my love,
we came together
in this hot weather"
the day is still dawning
No one can say
in the bed where we lay
of the things we do to each other
Let me lick
before I place my dick
And listen for
the tone you moan
staccato like a ring
from a telephone
The ecstatic bliss
when our lips kiss
Our tangled limbs entwined
You tell me, "all's fine"
There is no doubt
We are curing a drought
The act is magic
Our reenactment nostalgic
Love is the balm
Sperm is the glue
that seals us from harm
The nectar from my pecker
runs like a faucet
fearing I've lost it
"Did I cum to soon
to seal the cocoon?"
Your lips are silent
yet compliant
"No my love,
we came together
in this hot weather"
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