spreading parts of you apart to find the wild dance in your body
courting the feverish fire of you that I may live forevermore bound to your flame
everywhere, and traveling over all of your skin at once
across tones of flavored slopes creamed golden to milky white
fingers coercing you from your fragile existence
the sap from you, the hanging drips I catch by tongue, your delicate taste
knowledge acquired as flesh is filled, the thickened air, mutual transcendence
lost to the lust while improvising prayers to the old gods of wants and pleasures
(unknown source)
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