RhymeFairy
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Someone special ... winks*
drunk
on your taste. Laid out,
a vulture volunteering
for a scalpel of precise,
precision. Come taste me.
Take what you will. I gather
courage
from stolen moments,
memories of what used to be.
I want, you here,
sprawled out. Before me,
partaking your ripe purple
prunes. Mouth tasting, dipping over
over again. In, out
tongue tickles of hot
wet fruit. Grape nuts
squirreled away, for
this moment
this luxurious picnic of passion
as I feast
and take time. To enjoy,
entrap you
as you've taken me
to the edge, over
and over again. Feel, the heat
taste
my nectarous
passion
for you, only
you.
drunk
on your taste. Laid out,
a vulture volunteering
for a scalpel of precise,
precision. Come taste me.
Take what you will. I gather
courage
from stolen moments,
memories of what used to be.
I want, you here,
sprawled out. Before me,
partaking your ripe purple
prunes. Mouth tasting, dipping over
over again. In, out
tongue tickles of hot
wet fruit. Grape nuts
squirreled away, for
this moment
this luxurious picnic of passion
as I feast
and take time. To enjoy,
entrap you
as you've taken me
to the edge, over
and over again. Feel, the heat
taste
my nectarous
passion
for you, only
you.