From your lips all
Because everything tastes like honey
your desired sex
hot I'll take
part of my thirst quenching
copulate while my palms
with your hands exuded
and flowers on your chest
thousand drops of dew
hungry collecting
my dry tongue
follow you
with my burning lips
on top of your navel
your belly shakes
when you feel
encircling my arms
and the tip of my spear
its way
flooded between your thighs ...
Gabriel Cordears
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