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Oct 2016
honey stained lips
maple syrup skin
sticky to mine
drizzled, warm, sleepy sunday mornings
close, closer...

i've always had a sweet tooth
and maybe one day my teeth will be as rotten as she claims to be

for now
i sink them into her
tender flesh, sweeter still, seductive saturday nights
closer, closest...

(juices dripping down my face
i savor them like nothing else
she's the sweetest fruit and just for me)
nik
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nik  Louisville, KY
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