Secret Talk

Knowing only the cuniform pledge
Every fast word takes her right to the edge
A word to the wise sends her on fishing
Resending messages returning what’s wishing
Glimmer of tickling buckling knees
Handled down feathering whispering please
Oh my God tell me innuendo to go
Here come the words now tell me them slow
Repeated by proxy and rocking the roxxy
Thinking incanting conspiracy foxy
Oh let me hear it again on the seas
Divers in deep with treasures to ease
And unsullied madness eyelids all curl
Is just what takes to warm neck this girl.

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