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Apr 9
Extract the scent from my fragile body,
Soak it with your soft, burning lips,
Inhale me like the aroma of a fresh brewed coffee,
Demolish me like a wall, into a pile of bricks,

Play me with your fingers, scratch me with your sharp nails,
Move them up and down me, like the train does on the iron rails,
Torture me, arrive at every station, along your imaginary trip,
Cover me with your attention, don’t dare a spot to skip,

Do whatever you feel like, feel whatever you may do,
Cover every inch of me with your tongue, follow places in a queue,
Drain my energy completely, bite me, even slowly chew,
Once I am weak, infect me, like the deadliest flu.
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