Ah, the distraction of love!
When you're here I'm swimming
flooding my heart, full of giving.
Nestled in the warmth of your throat;
gurgled and wet
And, what about the romance?!
The sweet smell of musk and rose.
The reverie that curls my toes.
LOVE, how you pull me to your breast
and feed me ounce by ounce, nutritiousness.
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