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Tongue
My tongue drips
With wanton desire,
To rollick upon you
And stoke your fire.
My lust is begging
To drink you in:
The salt and the sweet
Your virtue, and sin.
With wanton desire,
To rollick upon you
And stoke your fire.
My lust is begging
To drink you in:
The salt and the sweet
Your virtue, and sin.
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