ascetic aphrodisiac

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Ascetic ambiance
surrounds him.

Tempting you
to taste
a small morsel
of his meaty pie.

Forking his spoon
taking a bite,
only to be bitten
by a piece
of his essence.
The one thing
that is him
only his.

Tasting the ambiance
of his spirit
his soul.
He is what I crave,
desire.
He is
my ascetic aphrodisiac.

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Bill DadaBill Dadaover 17 years ago
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Written exam vs. oral exam?

I'll always take the oral.

BD

hugo_samhugo_samalmost 18 years ago
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Want, need, hunger. Nice. Thank you

Hugo

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