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My Love Language (Quatern)

My love language is coffee, and it's books
Of poetry; both float, and each one swirls
Around my mind, to ensure that good looks,
You give me, are just context; other girls...

May have broader perspectives, but I find
My love language is coffee, and it's books:
I delight in them both, as I unwind
Come end of days, when my brassiere unhooks...

And you hold me possessively; life foots
Our loving narrative and the idea
My love language is coffee, and it's books;
We must fuck hard when mutual lust is clear...

Sometimes my book's unopen, drink undrunk,
Because I want to sense how warm the crooks
Of your arms are; you'll love the wettest cunt,
Whose love language is coffee and it's books.
Written by SweetOblivion
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