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Click hereYou are a sensual orchestra of infinite variety,
Every sound tenderly new
Or raucous with familiarity.
I never tire of your lips.
Your mouth is an epiphany of textures,
Sharp and poignant, soft as butter,
Smooth and langorous, brisk and efficient.
your cunt with all its lovely and intricate ways,
Is an an improvisor of no mean skill and imagination.
You move from andante to allegro with my baton,
Pianissimo to double forte without missing a beat,
While my heart skips several.
When you are ready, and not before,
You arrive, not come,
And bring us to a splintering crescendo
That drags my spirit from within my body
And plunges it deep within your soul.