The Last Drop

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As you wrap the
Warm cavern of
Your soul around
My horn of plenty;
I feel a river
Rush from deep inside
And erupt into your
Hungry, wet, hot mouth;
You have vacuumed
My milk of life;
Your tongue darting,
Sucking to pain, drains
My soul...such vacuum;
Then you rest and come
Back, licking the last drop.
You try to pull out
One more drop, but there
Is non, you have released
All that I am...wow!
As our mouths entwine,
I taste the last drop, too.

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