Look
holding my breath strangled by a groan
with
in my eyes wide and mouth open to brush my
while contracted
and sweating stops your movement. Loose
like snow on Etna magma
scented
while exhausted
close your eyes in ecstasy
and your face in slow motion
touches my face in the shadows, while
my hand caressing your belly where
Hide
protect and defend the warm, accepting my seed
the sweet and delicious fruit.
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