You dip into me
Languid from behind,
Hot like steam,
Stamen stick sharply
While pressing my spine curve,
Arched chalice yearn,
Ever so plump and swollen upon you,
Wanting fills every moment,
Pushing against it,
Your gaze, like dew, covers me,
Seconds drip from lips in love,
Stained moments
Coil painfully sharp,
Dangerously lost,
Fertile, you find me,
Fertile in bloom.
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