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Through These Lips
Through these lips move all that is
or was her life, from her mother’s milk until tonight,
her lover’s seed.
She smiled then gave her lips to me,
steamy entrance to her life, silently swaddling me
to ecstasy.
or was her life, from her mother’s milk until tonight,
her lover’s seed.
She smiled then gave her lips to me,
steamy entrance to her life, silently swaddling me
to ecstasy.
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