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Resting my upper lip
on your downer Touching by the hang in my toungue the gentle edge of your teat, Caressing my way down and feading on the sweatness on your womb, taking me all the way from misery to the tomb of extasy, Filling my soul with overdoses of LSD, Feading on your smile as is becomes the ambrosia crushed from the skies , On you eyes and your happiness cries, Feeling the smooth curved lines on your back, Breathing the amber skars of life possessing your skin, As demons bounding our bodies in sin, take us on other levels without needles on clouds beyond pain where flying is the break and the absence of time, Where I become yours and you become in absolute silence,mine.
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