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WINTER WARMTH
Have you ever wrapped
your cold hands around a hot
glass of buttered rum?
•
Have you ever coated
your lungs in the honey
of her opium?
•
She's caramelized
at the edge and soft inside:
a lustrous sticky bun
•
Between her sizzling touch,
whispered breath, and wicked taste—
take me out, I'm done!
your cold hands around a hot
glass of buttered rum?
•
Have you ever coated
your lungs in the honey
of her opium?
•
She's caramelized
at the edge and soft inside:
a lustrous sticky bun
•
Between her sizzling touch,
whispered breath, and wicked taste—
take me out, I'm done!
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