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Snacking In The Sixties

You say you need a distraction
so I willingly oblige
meet me in the meadow
under psychedelic skies

Splashes mesmerizing us
purple, orange and pink
I brought a fluffy blanket
and a few refreshing drinks

Our patch is undiscovered
we can get right down to skin
a transistor plays a summer tune
as I hold you at the chin

Summer berries press to lips
a sweetness sure to carry
that bouquet of an active mouth
is something I truly cherish

My armour shed to meet the rays
caressed by loving hands
follow lead, I flick and knead
your finger trails my glans

Your dress is gone, to find no thong
and frizz above the parting
a thrilling jolt to see clit evoked
a reference worth regarding

A sunshine glow to bathe us pure
the heat caressing body
that canvas is the only cure
that calls me to be naughty

that bloated bud, upon my tongue
those lips a work of art
upward licks to every shift
a perfect way to start.
Written by Tenderloin
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