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Mend

Trust me, man.  
I have nothing to hide.  

Are you looking for a mend?  
I can be your thread.  

What color do you prefer?  
I can be your friend.  

Can I taste you, my man?  
I would love to mend  
Into your blend.  

Can you talk to me?  
I want to hear your lust.  
I want to mend your soul.  
Drink your blood.  

I want to eat your bones.  
Taste your cum.  
Here is a small piece of paper  
write your name.  

Write your soul,  
write me a song.  

Mend by Cinthia Carolina
Book: Martinis, Sex & Poetry - Stir The Fire Within  
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Written by Cincarolina_76 (Cinthia-Carolina)
Published | Edited 24th Apr 2023
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Copyright 2023 by Cinthia Carolina, LLC
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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