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As honey billows from a hive Words satisfy my mind The sweetest dew breathed out of mouths Mists my skin in Eros My heat rises and bubbles the molasses in my head Slow hands stir its thick syrup and enjoys its warmth and feel Caressing down my cheeks On my tongue and into my lips harmony pleases my inner itch
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Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC
The lust of language
As honey billows from a hive Words satisfy my mind The sweetest dew breathed out of mouths Mists my skin in Eros My heat rises and bubbles the molasses in my head Slow hands stir its thick syrup and enjoys its warmth and feel Caressing down my cheeks On my tongue and into my lips harmony pleases my inner itch
The feeling of catching spoken words that encapsulate my expression
hannemea
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Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC
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