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Matthew Dec 2019
let my soul smudge your silk stitched skin
as I slam your door wide open to shivers 
rocking your walls wet to your foundation 

crumbling me like tasting cookie dough to rise 
slurping the valentine from my spilling love
whispering me into long wrapping holiday legs

we draw lines of sensual curves to cross
punishing me to beg for more vanella thighs
we whip thick icing spreading your pound cake

our hypocrisy sins cry, longing for midnight
I'm your flame licking, bursting your heaven's gate
your my pleasures achingly to bite again and again

diving in your hot pool splashing pink lemonade
we're drowning in our streamy lip sipping kisses 
making scars itching, dripping with happy fingerprints

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