I've asked that they would bury us together
in top-to-tail, a single grave of sucking,
eternities of sixty-nine forever:
one funeral of final fond face-fucking;
and so in death as life you'll always thrill me
as when my cock beneath your fingers grew
and swallowed you as fast as you could fill me
as all the time I emptied into you;
above the rainbows swallowing your seed,
in death my tongue shall still caress your head:
still somewhere in the stars, renewed indeed,
a heavenly as in an earthly bed:
and I am hard for you, and you for me.
We move as one, for all eternity.
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