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Aug 2010
Your back against the hardwood floorthrustingharderthanbefore--
it's our scent that is now rising,
every inhale energizing
giving Life to our tantalizing dance of ancient lore

GraspSoothScratch
Your challenge is my match--
Walls of fear, fade, crumble then disapp

GropeSqueezeHold
Let me break your mold
GrabPullKiss

The taste of Belgian beer still lingers on your lips;
a hint of you on my finger's tip
enough to savor in your flavor,
not in gulp but in sips

SuckSlipLick
Moans with every flick--

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All my senses lose their tenses,
past and future have no fences
gone now all of our pretenses
5 connectors
5 receptors
1 pathway
to the nectar of your essence.
2010
Damian Acosta
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