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Am I

Am I allowed to ask for what you promised, it will bring much delight    
You promised wet conversations, you promised to keep it tight  
Am I allowed to harden my flesh as my senses take flight  
Am I allowed to travel on a trail of saliva from your mental's light til night    
To climb hand over hand, up your mountains, simply to suck your twin peaks    
Yes I know the way that you're being mouthed, you can barely speak    
Simply look at these two fingers as they retrieve your creamy ore    
We're both sucking my fingers like we've never had ice cream before    
Am I allowed to pick up the pace, add another finger if it fits your taste    
Am I allowed to palm your lady, with you slamming into my hand's base    
Slide down lower and speak to your lady face to face    
My tongue plunging to your depths before circling your cape    
Your cream, the elixir, Ponce de Leon should had found    
The secrets of youth hidden within your clover covered mound    
The earth is trembling, your mound starts to quakes    
A geyser erupts from within your cave as your mountain quakes    
Nature has never had an accurrency such as this before    
A cave spewing forth and with the force of your    
Something was needed to dam you up, nature simply refused to hold you    
It was I that plunged to your depths with a sequoia and two boulders    
The ebb and flow of the pressures you kept    
Their release made me rise and fall to stay in step    
The entering and exiting in and out of your depths    
Brought the realization that we could only be each other's help    
Am I allowed as your pressure returned, mine started to build    
We were both going to erupt against our will    
We both erupted like we were tuned with a fork    
Am I allowed as the sequoia pops back in like a large piece of cork        
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