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...over my tongue
...from my mind's tiny grain of sand
to dark bed fodder and quill
as your sighs slide over my tongue
dripping from your petals cafe
with succulent absinthe...
La Fee Verte of Wormwood
to dark bed fodder and quill
as your sighs slide over my tongue
dripping from your petals cafe
with succulent absinthe...
La Fee Verte of Wormwood
Published 27th Apr 2024
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