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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 I’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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