I love it
when you probe inside of me
and your tongue paints my skin
like an artist's brush.

Yes, I love the feeling of melting in you
& even after countless cummings
and many goings
we still discover
new ways to merge

Each time desire rises
or your thighs become wet
new discoveries cum
as I feel an ancient
urge to embrace
before death besets

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