I found her in wanting
and sex moist, in need.
to deny her
is to deny me.
And as I kissed
up and down her thighs,
I tasted a sweet stinging
that her shaking could not hide.
Already she'd arrived,
yet I had just come -
My lover sings melodies
whilst I hum.
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