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I love the way you wrap your legs
Round my neck
The way you peck
My nose
I bite your toes
You grab my ear
I disappear
Into your belly.
Knees gone jelly I hurl
You cross the darkness to the pearl
And back to back. I am a pig.
No more bovine
These breasts are mine (yes Mine!)
Without you sucking, slapping, sipping, slipping
Sweetness of mine
No dripping tap
No feverish clog nor midnight fog
The sap
Dried (we cried).