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I want your mouth
I’ll say it plainly now:
I want your mouth.
I want the softening heat of it on mine,
the heat that makes me open up to you agasp,
that makes me cry aloud despite myself.
I want your plaintive mouth.
I want it on my neck, my face, my chest
the curve along my jaw.
I want you pressing eagerly
your lips along my nape, my ears.
I want them gliding down in gluttony
upon my tensing abdomen to find,
explore, take in my hardening rise to you.
And then I want them back upon my mouth,
intent and fierce, a rage, and wet, and undulate,
consuming all my breath, my will,
until I am a vanquished coil of flesh,
until I am then part of you.
I want your mouth.
I want the softening heat of it on mine,
the heat that makes me open up to you agasp,
that makes me cry aloud despite myself.
I want your plaintive mouth.
I want it on my neck, my face, my chest
the curve along my jaw.
I want you pressing eagerly
your lips along my nape, my ears.
I want them gliding down in gluttony
upon my tensing abdomen to find,
explore, take in my hardening rise to you.
And then I want them back upon my mouth,
intent and fierce, a rage, and wet, and undulate,
consuming all my breath, my will,
until I am a vanquished coil of flesh,
until I am then part of you.
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