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Vic Nov 2020
Your head hits the pillow
Your body first, then mine
I can't see you very clearly
But I know you are divine
My lips touch your collarbones
Your stomach and your neck
My tongue guiding yours
I'll make you arch your back
When I do down on you
Softly, slowly going down
You tug the strands of my hair
I'll go down with so much vigour
Our relationship is 50/50
That's how it's always been with you
I moan your name into your ear
You tell me who you belong to
A poem every day
5/7/20

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