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Sep 2011
I taste you with my eyes
savoring your curves.
I drink the scent of your hair
in deep draughts swallowing hard.
I breathe your breath
like a cool, refreshing breeze.
I sop up your sighs
with the bread of my body.
Carnivore,
I offer you my throat.
Devour my heart
pounding in your mouth.
Drink me
until Iā€™m lost within you.
Eat my saltiness
rolling round the tip of your tongue.
My soul, my song, my feast, my desire;
I am yours,
stake your claim at my table.
- From Songs for my Lovers
Written by
stratton wayne stclair  64/M/Roanoke, Va
(64/M/Roanoke, Va)   
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