I felt it warm and wet as the path was drawn,
winding down the fragile folds you worried
your way into.

Destroy my hoard of composure
Pleas of please hammer your ears
along with the insides of my thighs
as your face strokes along my skin.

You've discovered what's been waiting.
It's always been here
just below the surface, hidden
away from mortals.
Waiting to seeth up, awareness
beckons from one who understands.

You've broken into my cavern stash
of precious baubles, the most valuable
caught in your teeth and teased by your tongue.
This is what you've waked from slumber
and now you must take care of it.

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