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Oral Addictions
Oral Addictions
It’s been tight and graphic but you gotta split like light refracted. I can attack you dizzy and adored. Get busy with ardor like Lizzie Borden. Beyond tipsy with a sore dome to rip a gory one from sheer boredom I’ll step back and swoon. Bless a track to invest particles of spark to this room.
The Divine Universe is fine with mirth. I can see…
The D.U. She…
Already gave you an axe wound that bursts! Some call it a gash.
Me, I see a jeweled purse!
But I’m into unruly outbursts, with or without verse.
So I adore this!
It makes me drool first.
Imploring bliss.
A million nerves dispersed!
Would it roar or hiss?
When thrilled by this lava-spilling verbal merc?
I’m whispering in one more kiss.
Then at the peak of your thrill I am stilled and twirled to perk!
Sends a Mistress into orbit. What more exists?
Bliss distilled.
Even PAST filling the mysterious orifice.
Just to tingle and tip and mingle the clitoris!
Frozen still! In a twirling omniverse.
Over-willed. Hurdling on in nerves dispersed!
Bolder shrill cry and sigh I heard!
Unfurled this nerd gets immersed.
And blown to cellular bits!
Shown disheveled and split!
Thrown like pebbles from Kali’s fit.
Dropped all across the cosmos!
Popped into potential worlds of almost.
Chopped into essential pearls to absolve ghosts!
Comedown:
Empathy -Orgasms lend action through passion. To extend past chasms.
It happens with every burst. Collapsing universe stacks fast, a quirk! It snatches my cells clean and spry. Like a Venus flytrap smirk! Hence the distinguished addiction towards cunnilingus this busting injustice Cunning Linguist brings in every distinct missive even when I’m just winging this!
It’s been tight and graphic but you gotta split like light refracted. I can attack you dizzy and adored. Get busy with ardor like Lizzie Borden. Beyond tipsy with a sore dome to rip a gory one from sheer boredom I’ll step back and swoon. Bless a track to invest particles of spark to this room.
The Divine Universe is fine with mirth. I can see…
The D.U. She…
Already gave you an axe wound that bursts! Some call it a gash.
Me, I see a jeweled purse!
But I’m into unruly outbursts, with or without verse.
So I adore this!
It makes me drool first.
Imploring bliss.
A million nerves dispersed!
Would it roar or hiss?
When thrilled by this lava-spilling verbal merc?
I’m whispering in one more kiss.
Then at the peak of your thrill I am stilled and twirled to perk!
Sends a Mistress into orbit. What more exists?
Bliss distilled.
Even PAST filling the mysterious orifice.
Just to tingle and tip and mingle the clitoris!
Frozen still! In a twirling omniverse.
Over-willed. Hurdling on in nerves dispersed!
Bolder shrill cry and sigh I heard!
Unfurled this nerd gets immersed.
And blown to cellular bits!
Shown disheveled and split!
Thrown like pebbles from Kali’s fit.
Dropped all across the cosmos!
Popped into potential worlds of almost.
Chopped into essential pearls to absolve ghosts!
Comedown:
Empathy -Orgasms lend action through passion. To extend past chasms.
It happens with every burst. Collapsing universe stacks fast, a quirk! It snatches my cells clean and spry. Like a Venus flytrap smirk! Hence the distinguished addiction towards cunnilingus this busting injustice Cunning Linguist brings in every distinct missive even when I’m just winging this!
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