i smell like hot
twat&i like it
a lot, yes
it's delicious
breathing in
the scent of my sex
diffusing through the place
&when i clench into you,
and you
fill my senses
cupcake sweet and tangy,
woman
we reach through the room
with grasping fingers and a sense
of entitlement, yes
this is my body and blood
which has been honed on you
which has been lapped by[&from]
your lips&labia
[lesbia]
i think catullus&i think sappho
would have been proud
after all they burned her poems&we're
burning now
so
she knows what it's like to taste fire
to lick it from the curved lower lip
ah,
goosebumps twist my frame
&we roll face-to-face
how is it
i've come to be here,&you
how are you faring
in my precarious bed,
young one?
does the yaw&pitch astonish,
or terrify?
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