Festoon filament fineless bridge,
from terrine cup to tasteless tongue,
from merrymaker mouth to languid lung,
a little dribble and my love abridged,
Her sleep-mouth sung me south to snooze,
to quibble with her nightie then its ruse,
some spittle 'cross her put-out cigarette,
a gloss, a sheen, a gleam
-her slinky silhouette.
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