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No Ambiguity
The softness of this woman’s skin
that I, in subtle, indexed touch,
have traced the markings of desire upon,
now lures me to discovering
if all or any of the insides of her nether parts
possess the same such thing
and if the feel of them
will send me reeling with
a hungering that I would need to satisfy.
They are. It does.
And so I find my prudish sense
that I should stop myself
engaging in the further plumbing
and the sampling of her moistening depths,
once strong, is gone.
that I, in subtle, indexed touch,
have traced the markings of desire upon,
now lures me to discovering
if all or any of the insides of her nether parts
possess the same such thing
and if the feel of them
will send me reeling with
a hungering that I would need to satisfy.
They are. It does.
And so I find my prudish sense
that I should stop myself
engaging in the further plumbing
and the sampling of her moistening depths,
once strong, is gone.
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