Dirty Things

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Like the vapors of so many tinctures
I pulse at the thought of your bodies concoctions;
Sweet, salty, foul, rotten, filthy naughty substances
From fleshy unknowns.
Would you begrudge me a sniff or taste?
Or the dribble at the tip of my hard cock?
     (My own distillate of Hydrargyrum).
At the very least, do it in my presence, darling,
Lest my thirst should consume me.

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