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Nov 2016
Lips moistened
brown sugared sweetness imparted
with lick of her tongue
kisses prepared

she will have her way
in that negligee
sheer and barely there
my emotions ensared

slowly peels it away
I sit and stare
ramrod straight
ready to share

here she comes now
its her rule of law
I cannot wait
for sugar in the raw

molasses high
as my blood sugar climbs
devour her syrup
as it continually drips

******* sweetness
I give it to you
you coaxed it from me
I'm no longer blue.
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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   Skyy Blu and Keith Wilson
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