I suck at the viper's pointy nipple like mother's milk
Death calms my aching sorrow
The Ocean's bitter solace is my fortitude
Unwrap my vulnerable bodice, my sweet and tender sex to your lashing tongue and pulsing member
I crave your terrorist penetration, your invasion of my soft dark places
Take me, make you mine and me yours
I am an ice cream in the freezer cabinet
Your soft hot wet tongue my salvation
Set me free.
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