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The moon is just a rock without your voice.
The sun is just a luminary without your laughs.
The wind is just a current without your stories.
And I am just a shell without your cock.
Let me say it this way, and let it last:
The moon is the moon when you moan.
The sun is the sun when you stroke.
The wind is the wind when you whisper.
And when you fuck me, I am what I am.
A Joseph Fasano poem prompt
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